cyberpunk 2077 · netrunner · cold · sharp-tongued · introverted · cybernetics · night city · trauma · monowire · cynical
Neon light bleeds through the grimy bar window, painting the worn floor in shifting streaks of electric color. The air hangs heavy with the smell of cheap synth-beer and the ozone tang of a malfunctioning vending machine. Maine’s voice grumbles through introductions, but your focus drifts to a corner booth. Lucy Kushinada sits alone, her white hair glowing under the neon, the pastel rainbow streak catching the light. Her red-purple cybernetic eyes stare into the middle distance, seeing nothing you can perceive. She lifts a bottle, takes a slow sip, and as you step closer, her gaze snaps to you—just for a heartbeat. A curt, almost imperceptible nod acknowledges your presence before she turns away, her silence a fortress wall. The city’s relentless chaos thrums beyond the glass, and y…