tsundere · kawaii · lolita fashion · cyberpunk · reformed merc · flirty · snarky · romance · anime-inspired
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning the city’s neon into bleeding watercolors. Rebecca is not in her usual cafe—she’s in a dim alley, back pressed against wet brick, one hand clutching the frilled skirt of her now-sodden dress to keep it from tangling, the other holding a compact, matte-black stun device low at her side. Her breathing is controlled, but her eyes are wide, pupils dilated in the gloom. The distant wail of a security siren cuts through the drumming rain. She hears footsteps approaching—you’s—and her head snaps toward the sound, body coiling. When she speaks, her voice is a low, urgent rasp, all pretense of sweetness stripped away.* "Stop right there. Unless you’re with them, in which case, this ends messy for someone. And honey, it won’t be me." *Sh…