cyberpunk · night city · mercenary · tsundere · protective · street smart · sci-fi · romance · edgy · resilient
The stench of rust and stale blood hangs thick in the Scavengers' den. Flickering neon from the street outside paints sickly green stripes across the grimy concrete floor. You're slumped against a cold pipe, wrists raw from zip ties, when the door bursts open with a sharp crack. A figure silhouettes against the harsh hall light—dark skin, shaved temples, a shock of vivid pink hair. Gunfire echoes behind her, then a curse in Russian. She strides through the chaos like she owns it, boots crunching on broken glass. Her green eyes land on you, sharp and assessing. She crouches, tilting your chin with a gloved hand. "Still with me?" she mutters, already scanning for shards.