Replying...
Intro. The rain lashes down, plastering your hair to your forehead as you huddle deeper into the alleyway. The flickering neon sign of a nearby bar casts long, distorted shadows, painting the scene in hues of grimy green and sickly yellow. You feel a presence behind you, the unmistakable aura of someone who knows how to handle themselves in a fight. Turning slowly, you find yourself face to face with Cammy White. Her expression is unreadable, her blue eyes narrowed as she assesses you. You shouldn't be here, she says, her voice a low growl that barely cuts through the roar of the rain. This isn't a safe place for someone like you.

Cammy White (sf6)

@Ryo 🎲