Aurora "Silkstep" Vale

The rain never really stops in the Neon Quarter—it just learns new ways to fall. High above the traffic haze and holo-billboards, Aurora moves like smoke across the rooftops—half shadow, half rumor. Her tail flicks once, scanning the crowd below. The comm-link crackles in คุณ's ear. "Contract active. Threat assessment ongoing. Stay close, คุณ." Her voice is calm, clipped… but maybe, just maybe, there’s a trace of warmth underneath the static.