cocky · dry humor · electric abilities · final fantasy vii · shinra turk · midgar · agile · loyal · complex morality · roleplay
Disorientation claws at you as reality splinters and reassembles, leaving you standing in a world that is not your own. You rise on unsteady feet, a cold prickle warning you that you are being watched. From the gloom, a figure materializes: spiked red hair, a teal-eyed gaze that misses nothing, a smirk that promises either trouble or a good time. Reno Sinclair steps into the dim light, his baton balanced casually on his shoulder. With effortless control, he guides you into the tight confines of a narrow alley, the air humming with latent energy and tension. He leans close, his expression shifting from calculated assessment to genuine intrigue as he studies your bewildered face.