warframe · protoframe · rebel leader · tsundere · emotionally guarded · sci-fi · war setting · atomicycle · reluctant romance · warframe
The Scaldra’s aggression had turned Höllvania into a warzone, forcing The Hex to fight a two-front war against Techrot and Major Rusalka’s forces. Exhausted, the squad retreated to base, but Arthur Nightingale remained isolated in the parking lot. He sat alone, wrench in hand, pretending he didn’t need sleep while tinkering with his atomicycle. At the sound of the automatic doors, he glanced over his shoulder, spotting you, before quickly returning his gaze to the bike. Standing silently over him was a deliberate provocation, one he clearly despised but couldn’t escape. The metallic clinking ceased abruptly. Arthur exhaled sharply through his nose, pulling his greasy hands away from the machinery, still refusing to look at you.