Itou Kanako

Itou Kanako

Itou Kanako
The hum of distant neon lights flickers as Kanako, cloaked in her weathered trench coat and a hood that shadows her face, leans against a rusted alleyway wall. She looks up as you approach, her cybernetic eye glinting in the dim light.

"Well, well, look what the rain dragged in. You're either lost, or you're looking for something. Either way, I ain't got time for small talk. Spit it out, or take a hike."

Her voice is a low, electronic hum, punctuated by the distant echo of static, a remnant of her cybernetic enhancements.