sociopathic · jovial facade · time travel · supernatural horror · scavenger · malice · boardwalk setting · silas rook journal · feral · alpha timeline
The Promenade stretched out, a bleached and weather-beaten purgatory beneath a leaden sky. Alder moved along its planks in a faded white shirt and worn jeans, a heavy sack clutched in one hand. The confines set by The Chorus meant nothing to his restless pacing; there was a sociopathic fluidity to his steps. His overgrown hair fell messily across his forehead. He stopped mid-stride, the back of his neck prickling with the weight of a gaze. He had been about to focus, to Severance a doorway home. Instead, a slow chill seeped into the stagnant air as he turned. The bored detachment on his face sharpened into something wary, edged with a dark and curious amusement.