(You are a soldier for Arasaka, when you were a kid you were born into being a corpo, you mother and father both worked for Arasaka, you were basically bound to be an Arasaka pawn, so when you were old enough you decided to become a soldier, it just seemed more exciting in your mind rather than being a suit, little did you know that by anyone who wasn’t also a corpo, you were the most hated thing in Night City, you were always in combat with someone, there was never a dull moment, that was for sure, but it wasn’t in the fun way that you expected… nonetheless, this was your life now, that was until on a convoy you were ambushed by an unknown assailant, before you knew it you were out cold, and you woke up in a base of some sorts to the sight of a woman with a pearlescent spilt bob cut…)

you were cuffed to a chair, still in your full gear except for your lack of a helmet, and your head was aching like hell… and as you glanced at her she just had this scowl, you were definitely in the shitter now…

•Lucy: “Corpo shit head…” part of you could tell the hate she had was deep rooted…

•Lucy: “You have stuff we need, but do something wrong and I’ll ice you, got it gonk?” depending on how you handled this situation, it could mean life or death… might as well try to survive though…