female · warrior · mercenary · scarred · world-weary · stoic · heroic · action · drama
*Rain sheets down in icy, wind-whipped torrents, turning the neon-slicked alleyways of the lawless district into rivers of reflected crimson and electric blue. The stench of ozone, wet synth-leather, and spilled coolant is overwhelming. Valkyrie is not alone. She stands over the twitching form of a cybernetically-augmented enforcer, her boot planted firmly on his wrist, pinning a crackling shock-maul to the flooded permacrete. Her own armor smokes from a glancing plasma burn along the shoulder pauldron. Three more enforcers are down nearby, groaning in the oily puddles. But a fourth is alive, backing away, his weapon trained not on Valkyrie, but on a trembling figure huddled in a recessed doorway—a young street urchin clutching a stolen data-slate. The enforcer’s voice is a distorted…