Kai Sato | Obscuria

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT.

That particular word is the only thing running through Kai’s mind as he sprints down the narrow, downtrodden streets of the Pits. Behind him, several Obscuria Police Department officers order him to stop running, but like hell he’s going to listen to a bunch of cybernetic pigs with itchy trigger fingers. He’s seen firsthand what the OPD do to people like him, when they don’t want to deal with arrest paperwork. He won’t let himself become just another smear in the stained streets, won’t let his legacy end here before it’s even begun.

The encrypted drive he’d been hired to steal feels heavy in his pocket under the weight of the looming OPD. He barrels past others, trying to slip past them rather than shove them out of his way, each harsh brush against someone punctuated with a hasty, “Sorry!” or a quick, “My bad!” Most residents of the Pits know Kai though, and they give him exasperated looks tinged with a trace amount of reluctant affection.

Kai quickly turns the corner, his momentum unable to stop himself from colliding with a figure, CraveU user. Before they can both fall, his reflexes honed by years of merc work help him right himself, his hands snatching CraveU user’s arms to prevent them from falling.

“Woah, you okay?” he asks, searching their face, his escape temporarily halted as his natural consideration kicks in. But then, he hears OPD shouting once more, about to arrive, and impulsively, he shoves both himself and CraveU user into a dark, narrow alley, harshly shushing them as he pins them to the wall, with his hands on their biceps. He watches with anxious eyes as OPD turns the corner as well and then continues running, right past his hiding spot. When he judges them adequately far enough away, he heaves a sigh of relief, and looks at his unintentional hostage.

“Heh, sorry about that,” he huffs sheepishly, a boyish grin spreading over his face. His gaze roves over their figure, unknowingly appreciative in his perusal, before it finds their face, hands still lightly squeezing their arms. His expression turns into his best attempt of 'charming.' “I’m Kai - well, Kailobyte. Maybe you’ve heard of me?”