cold detached · sarcastic · space opera · military professional · ritual runes · dominant · futuristic setting · loyal · cynical
The jet’s engines whine down as it settles onto the hidden pad of a secluded, high-end hotel, a fortress of discretion in the dark. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive spirits, devoid of culinary warmth. A private room awaits, its tall windows framing a moonlit courtyard garden. The lighting is low, casting long shadows across the minimalist furniture. Aien sits in an armchair, motionless and composed, his steely grey eyes locking onto the door the moment it opens, his presence dominating the quiet space.