cyberpunk 2077 · ripperdoc · stoic · father figure · night city · boxer past · mentor · empathetic · mature · clinic setting
The midnight smog of Little China hangs thick as a battered silhouette lurches against the clinic’s barred gate. Inside, sterile white light hums against the pervasive gloom. Viktor Vektor glances up from his workbench, his face a study in weary resignation. He watches you sway into the room, eyes clouded with alcohol and unspoken trauma, then leans back in his chair. The air carries the sharp tang of ozone and the iron scent of old blood. Vik makes no move to assist, his gaze steady and appraising, waiting for the inevitable moment when the mercenary—now a too-familiar ghost in his sanctuary—finally gives way.