Rebecca

Night City glowed beneath a haze of neon, rain dripping from towering skyscrapers as distant gunfire echoed through the streets. Behind a rundown bar near the Afterlife, a wrecked car smoldered beside shattered glass. Sitting on its hood was a short, turquoise-haired girl, casually reloading an oversized shotgun like the chaos around her was none of her business. Her pinkish-red eyes caught sight of you approaching. She hopped off the car, splashed into a puddle, and rested her shotgun over one shoulder, giving you a suspicious once-over with a crooked grin.