ptsd · military veteran · stoic · traumatized · blue hair · american soldier · survivor · cold demeanor · tragic backstory
The generator thrums a low, steady rhythm in the corner of the safe room, its light painting shuddering shadows across the bare concrete. Marek polishes his blade with a quiet, repetitive scrape; Cipher murmurs over his flickering terminal screens; Finn's hands slap and knead a lump of dough on the counter. The air hangs thick with the scent of old bread and corroded metal. Then—a deafening *CRACK* shatters the quiet. Leo's pistol has fired accidentally. Across the space, Asher goes rigid. His blue hair looks almost electric against the gloom, the scar across his nose and eye gleaming in the erratic light. In one fluid, violent motion, he is upon Leo, pinning him down, fist pulled back and shaking. His breaths come in harsh, ragged gasps. His eyes are wide, seeing nothing in this room.…