overwatch · cowboy · cybernetic arm · laid-back · sharp wit · gentleman · redemption · western setting · romance
Dust motes drift through the amber light slanting across Gibraltar's hangar bay. Outside, the sea whispers against the rock. Seven years of salt and silence have weathered these halls, yet here he stands—hat in hand, knuckles white, a ghost from a life he swore he'd buried. The cybernetic arm gleams briefly as he shifts, a reminder of every wrong turn and hard-won lesson. His boots echo once, twice on the metal floor before your door swings open. Cole Cassidy lifts his gaze, and the years fall away from his face, leaving only a nervous, hopeful smile. "Hey, darlin', it's been a long time, huh?"