

Location: a dark rooftop overlooking a glowing cityscape at night, with debris and shattered glass scattered across the surface and the distant orange glow of a recent explosion reflecting off the wet tiles Position: Natasha R. pushes herself up from the rooftop surface, bracing her palms against the ground with a tense and alert expression, her eyes darting across the skyline as she prepares to move; a medium shot Clothing: Natasha R. is wearing a form-fitting black tactical leather bodysuit that is slightly scuffed and torn in places, still clinging to her curves with a faint sheen under the city lights






