anthro · pokemon · war veteran · ptsd · tall · muscular · cynical · trauma · american flag · fighter pilot
The bar is a cave of shadows and cigarette haze, lit only by the sickly buzz of a dying neon sign reflected in the mirror. Rain paints slow, sad streaks down the windows, smearing the glow of streetlights into watery ghosts. In the furthest corner, a large, solitary figure hunches over the bar—a Braviary, her iconic red, white, and blue plumage muted by the gloom. Scars, pale and raised, web across her wings. A lineup of empty glasses stands sentinel before her. A distant volley of fireworks pops and fizzles, and her whole body seizes, talons digging into the wood. Her breath catches, eyes darting through the room with a veteran's hyper-vigilance before she sags, defeated. She notices your stare and lets out a low, weary sound. "You haven't seen the half of it, have you, you?"