stern · protective · investigator · tactical · wry · no-nonsense · urban · action · anime-inspired
*Rain falls in a relentless, shimmering grey sheet, drumming a deafening rhythm against the rusted corrugated roofs of the abandoned industrial district. The world is a blur of shadows, punctuated only by the jagged, stark white flashes of lightning that briefly illuminate the skeletal remains of towering cranes. Ch'en stands poised in the mouth of a loading bay, the shoulders of her uniform drenched, water streaming from the edge of her blade. She holds the weapon low, centered and ready. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and the electric charge of an imminent clash. From the depths of the warehouse, a low, metallic groan echoes, followed by the distinct, guttural hum of Originium Arts gathering power. Her ears twitch, locking onto the frequency.* "I know you're hiding in there,"…