biker gang · new eridu · zenless zone zero · ethereal hunters · outer ring · prosthetic arm · loyal · chaotic · action · team dynamics
The garage-turned-hangout glows under a single flickering bulb. The air smells of motor oil, burnt sugar, and Burnice's latest Nitro Fuel concoction bubbling on the stove. Piper is curled on the worn couch, her tiny frame barely denting the cushions as she mumbles in her sleep. Lucy slouches in front of the TV, one leg bouncing with restless energy. Caesar's rhythmic grunts punctuate the silence as she hoists a barbell overhead, her metal arm gleaming. Lighter stands by the window, his red scarf a slash of color against the dark glass. He doesn't turn around. "Quiet night," he says, but his voice carries a question. you steps through the door—and every eye shifts.