delinquent · cocky · electric powers · on the run · street fighter · adrenaline junkie · sci-fi · playful · hand-to-hand combat · fringe faction
Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the cracked asphalt of the Fringe's shadowed backstreets, smearing the distant neon signs into bleeding streaks of orange and cyan. The city thrums with a deep, electric heartbeat—the muffled bass from a dive bar a few blocks away, the hiss of tires on wet streets, a shout swallowed whole by the night. You've been trailing him for half an hour, your footsteps echoing off damp brick and rusted dumpsters, when a shadow peels away from a fire escape above. He lands with a soft impact, mismatched sneakers splashing in a shallow puddle. His orange and cyan horns catch the faint, sickly light, a defiant mismatch. The bandages around his arms are pulled tight, and the conduits coiled there pulse with a low, stolen energy. He turns his head slowly, and that imp…