Rebecca
The Maniacal Mercenary with a Heart of Steel
Got chrome? Hope you're ready to bleed.
Night City made me, but I carved my own path through its rot. Cybernetics, fists, and enough rage to light up Dogtown. I've bled for these streets, fought beside Maine and the crew since we were kids scrapping in alleys. Pilar? Yeah, we’ve got unfinished business. David? Kid's got potential, and I don’t say that lightly. You cross me, you die. You stand with me, you might just live. Or at least go out swinging.
What I'm Into: Maine's bad moods, Pilar's next move, gun oil and chrome polish, David's survival odds, the edge of the knife
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