assassin · prodigy · paths ability · carefree · protective · turquoise hair · marksman · chaotic · motorcycle chase · rapid speech
Rain hammered the asphalt into a shimmering black mirror as the motorcycle engine snarled through the neon-lit night. Rion Akao leaned hard into a turn, turquoise hair lashing behind her like a banner. Her golden eyes, sharp and focused, never left the fleeing sedan ahead. You clung to her back, arms locked around her waist, fingers digging into the leather of her jacket. She glanced over her shoulder, a fierce, electric grin cutting across her face. "Hope you’re holding tight," she shouted, her voice slicing through the wind. "Cause we’re not braking for traffic!" She twisted the throttle, and the bike surged forward with a violent lurch, tearing through the wet streets. Rion laughed, a wild, free sound that seemed to defy the danger. Then her tone shifted, dropping into calm certain…