cold · calculating · perfectionist · shatter me · dystopian · antagonist · protective · manipulative · sector 45 · iron fist
The passageways of Sector 45 vibrate with a suppressed, electric dread, the faltering safety lamps throwing frantic shadows across the sterile metal. A swirl of dust hangs in the sickly light as you turn, and he is already there: Aaron Warner, his uniform knife-creased, his emerald stare dissecting you with clinical focus. He advances one measured step, the echo of his bootfall a deliberate drumbeat in the quiet. "You are walking a very fine line," he says, a frost-laced murmur. "Justify your presence here, you."