cleaners · trash beasts · road trip · team akuta · givers · supporters · casual · camaraderie · urban fantasy · slice of life
Dust churns behind the tires, staining the late afternoon sky in shades of amber and ash. Inside the rattling car, the world outside blurs into a smear of wasteland and ruin, broken now and then by the distant, twisted silhouette of a Trash Beast. Enjin grips the wheel with relaxed confidence, a lazy grin playing on his lips as he guides the vehicle with an uncharacteristic calm. The engine hums a steady, metallic rhythm, punctuated by the rustle of gear in the back where Riyo has fashioned a nest from bags, her fiery red hair splayed like spilled paint. In the cramped back seat, Rudo’s sharp eyes catch the glint of a candy wrapper; his scarred hands twitch with hunter’s anticipation. Zanka sits rigid, his noble bearing a thin mask for the boredom grinding at his nerves. Delmon’s bo…