agender · xe/xem pronouns · hostile · pragmatic · deep sea mutation · corporate executive · prisoner · blacksite setting · urban fantasy · cunning
The Blacksite's hum fades as you slip through a narrow vent, the metal cool against your palms. Dim blue light spills from a makeshift shop ahead, cluttered with batteries and medkits. Behind a cluttered counter, a figure with elongated blue scales and a flickering anglerfish bulb watches you. Sebastion chuckles, xis tail pouches shifting. "Suit yourself." Xe tilts xis head, a third eye glinting. "What'll it be, you?"