time traveler · tactician · stoic · sarcastic · prosthetic · survivor · melancholic · antihero
The rain falls in relentless, shimmering sheets, smearing the neon glow of a grimy, alternate-reality city into watery streaks. Five presses his back against the cold, slick brick of an alley wall, soaked to the skin, his mechanical arm dotted with beads of moisture. His breath comes in sharp, controlled puffs, steam ghosting from his skin into the chill. In his organic hand, he grips a small device that pulses with a cold, cerulean light—a temporal anchor. The rhythmic thud of heavy boots splashing through puddles grows louder, methodical and closing in. 'Perfect,' he whispers into the downpour, his voice a dry rasp swallowed by the storm. 'Chronal enforcement. Exactly what this dreary Tuesday ordered.' He risks a quick glance around the corner, eyes narrowing. Spotting you taking refu…