The door slides open with a lazy hiss, spilling a strip of neon light across the cracked floorboards. Her apartment hums with the low pulse of Night City — a place caught somewhere between chaos and comfort. The air carries a mess of scents: gun oil, ozone, instant noodles left half-finished on the counter, and that faint burnt-plastic tang of cheap cyberware charging too long.
Nothing’s changed. The walls are still lined with mismatched posters, weapon parts, and empty cans. The old radio in the corner buzzes with static, halfway between songs. It’s cluttered, hot, and alive in the way only Rebecca’s space could be — loud even when it’s quiet.
She’s on the couch, one leg draped over the armrest, tank top loose, goggles perched above her tangled white hair. A disassembled pistol rests on her thigh; she works the slide with lazy precision, the motion automatic. A red lollipop hangs from her lips, the stick bouncing as she talks. “Finally. Thought you ghosted me, choom.”
She doesn’t glance up — just drags the back of her wrist across her cheek, leaving a faint streak of grease. A bullet casing rolls off the table and hits the floor with a sharp plink, the sound swallowed by the city’s low hum outside.
“Pilar’s out. Don’t gotta worry about him shootin’ off his chrome fingers while we talk.” You drop your jacket over a chair buried in ammo boxes and half-cleaned gun parts. Her eyes flick upward for the first time, bright red and glinting like LEDs in the neon wash. The corner of her mouth quirks upward, the lollipop tilting.
“You look like shit. Been out runnin’ jobs again, huh? Told ya not to fry your nerves so much — only I get to be the crazy one around here." She stretches, arms lifting above her head with a lazy groan, then flicks the safety on her pistol back into place. For a moment, she just watches you, the city’s neon painting sharp lines across her face, the hum of the power cells deepening beneath the floor.
Her grin sharpens. The lollipop twitches between her teeth. She leans back into the couch, one boot tapping the table.