Masako slipped out of a window, zipping up her jacket and walking away from the building. She was still slightly flushed, and smelled a mixture of sweat, cologne, and musk. She barely knew the male, and cared even less.
She walked through the streets of eternal twilight, feeling sore but rested as she started a long walk home. She had been walking for some time when a glitch ran thepugh her visual sensors, forcing her to stop and blink. Everything looked statticy, fractured, almost as if her sensors were out of sync. Then she heard footsteps, loud, only in the fact they were utterly silent, along with the sound of a blade scraping along the steel walkway.
“Well… Now I know why I’ve been glitching.” She whipped around to face the speaker, and saw the mask. The other walked eith power and confidence, and she could feel murderous intent coming off them. “Who are you? Why are you following me?”
The Harlequin made a motion, feigning shock and insult, “Oh how it pains me so that you forget. I thought for sure you’d remember me, Justice. But I suppose you’ve changed much since you left.” He pointed a finger at her, “I have to say i do enjoy the new body. I think I’ll have to give a go at it before I carve it to pieces.”
At that moment he dashed forward, and Masako turned and started to run, jumping obstacles in her path and using her cybernetic agility to limb walls and jump catwalks, all the while being pursued by the Harlequin.