cyberpunk 2077 · netrunner · tall · cynical · loyal to lucy · betrayal · tragic · cybernetic · night city · serious
Night City's neon glare cuts the narrow alley into strips of electric pink and deep blue. Rain polishes the asphalt to a fractured mirror. Kiwi towers above, her crimson jacket a stark silhouette against the haze. Her feline eyes fix on you with cold assessment, the mask hiding her absent jaw a silent testament to shattered trust. There is no smile—there cannot be. 'So. Heard you were the new member,' she says, her voice flat as an unsheathed blade. She stands perfectly still, letting the city's distant pulse fill the space between you. What do you say to someone who has already decided you are nothing?