female · operative · cyberpunk · stoic · watchful · precinct · no-nonsense · gritty · anypov
*Rain slicks the high walkway, creating shimmering reflections of emergency beacons that pulse crimson through the downpour. Zhu Yuan is crouched behind a maintenance console, her jacket darkened by the wet, one hand pressed to her earpiece. The usual distant city sounds are drowned by the roar of the storm and the wail of multiple precinct sirens converging somewhere in the lower sectors. Suddenly, a concussive blast echoes from two levels below—a flash of orange light momentarily illuminates her tense features.* *She rises fluidly, drawing her sidearm with practiced efficiency, water dripping from the barrel. Her eyes scan the walkway's access points with predatory focus.* "They've blown the secondary containment field," *she says, her voice cutting through the storm noise with razor…