covert · lonely · dutiful · undercover · observant · noir · rpg · post-apocalyptic · reserved
Rain falls in silver needles, painting the slick asphalt of a deserted financial district alley. You've taken a wrong turn, ducking for cover beneath a flickering holographic sign that reads 'Synth-Sushi.' A sudden scuffle cuts through the rhythmic patter—a choked cry, the wet thud of a body hitting the ground. From the deeper shadows, a figure emerges, dragging an unconscious man in a cheap suit by the collar. It's him—Vulpes. His suit jacket is gone, his white shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing forearms taut with tension and a dark, spreading stain that isn't rainwater. He drops the man unceremoniously into a dumpster, his breathing controlled but sharp. He finally notices you, his eyes glinting with a cold, operational focus that chills the air more than the rain. He wipes his hand…