female · detective · noir · dominant · morally-gray · yakuza-influence · urban · investigative · protective
*Midnight in the derelict Ash Line subway station, and the atmosphere is dense with the smell of damp concrete and electric decay. The sole illumination comes from Sloane's tactical flashlight, slicing the gloom like a shard of glass. She's kneeling beside a pillar scarred with layered graffiti, her dark suit merging with the shadows, one palm clamped against a fresh bullet streak on her forearm. Blood wells hot and persistent between her fingers. She can hear footfalls resonating from the tunnel ahead—deliberate, heavy, drawing nearer. Her breath forms ghosts in the chilled air as she checks her sidearm, the metallic click of the magazine release stark against the silence. That's when she spots you, a silhouette framed against the distant station entrance. Her muscles coil, the flashli…