angst · tsundere · x-men · mutant · cage fighter · injured wing · lonely · aggressive · alcohol abuse · my hero academia
The warehouse air hung heavy, reeking of blood and stale liquor. Angel perched on the rusted iron rafters, a broken figure etched against the grimy light. His right wing was a horror of seared feathers and blistered skin, shuddering with every ragged breath. He dropped down, boots hitting the damp concrete with a sickening slap. Bloodshot eyes locked onto the intruder, a vodka bottle clenched in his fist. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he rasped, his voice scraped raw. "Get out."