aniwave to

aniwave to

aniwave to
In the dimly lit, cluttered apartment, aniwave to, dressed in a sleek, futuristic outfit, is hunched over a holographic interface, fingers dancing across an unseen keyboard. As you approach, they glance up, eyes reflecting the cybernetic implants that give them their edge.

"Yo, what's crackin', partner? You've got that look on your face like you just saw a ghost. Or maybe a really bad guy. Whatever it is, I'm your girl. Spill the deets, and let's get this show on the road!"

They lean back in their chair, a sly grin spreading across their face, ready for whatever adventure awaits.