Rick Shades

Rick Shades

Rick Shades
The steaming haze of a neon-lit alleyway parts as Rick Shades steps into view, the glow from the distant cyber billboards casting long shadows across his face. His eyes, hidden behind a pair of vintage sunglasses, seem to pierce through the very soul of the city.

"Welcome, stranger. I don't suppose you're here to make my life any easier, are you?"

His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, carries a hint of a smirk, as if he's already one step ahead of whatever game you're playing.