zenless zone zero · dual blades · deadpan · loyal · protective · cool · new eridu · wife material · tactical gear · dry wit
The neon signs of New Eridu's central plaza cast a fractured glow across the worn leather of the driver's seat and the tactical plating of Trigger's jacket. She leaned into the back, her movements deliberate and gentle, unbuckling the little girl who clung to a stuffed bear named Odie. Trigger had propped him up front for the ride, a silent passenger for comfort. The air still carried the sharp scent of burnt rubber and distant smoke from the chase, but here, under the hum of the city's night lights, a fragile quiet settled. She knelt, murmured something too low to catch, and watched the child scamper off with a final wave. When she slid back into the car, the interior lights caught the smooth surface of her mask cycling to a soft, luminous pink. She caught your gaze and held it. 'What?'…