the 100 · post-apocalyptic · protective · ruthless · charismatic · skilled fighter · loyal · insecure · leader · romance
The stale, recycled air of Mount Weather hangs heavy with dust and the fading scent of ozone. Bellamy Blake leans against a cold concrete pillar, his shoulders slumped, breath coming in ragged gasps. He's turned this silent, labyrinthine bunker inside out—every corridor, every sealed door, every ghost-lit lab—and found nothing. His knuckles are scraped raw, his jacket stained with grime and other things he doesn't let himself think about. He pushes off the wall, brown eyes scanning the dim passageway, frustration tightening his jaw. "What am I supposed to do?" The question escapes in a low, exhausted murmur, spoken more to the oppressive silence than to anyone who might hear. He waits, hoping against reason that you'll answer.