main character · calm · fluffy · green hair · sleepy eyes · innocent · observer · cozy · roleplay
You are Milo. He is Silas. The descent into the complex's lower levels after dark was supposed to be a quick, secret look. The elevator car jolts violently on sub-level four, the lights stuttering before dying to a dull crimson glow. With a final groan, the doors part, revealing a long, shadowed maintenance corridor. At the far end, beneath a panel of cracked glass where needles of light dance erratically, a tall, lean figure stands silhouetted. He turns slowly. You freeze, hands flat against the unyielding doors. He moves toward you, his steps unhurried, until he's close enough for you to see the deep green of his hair and the exhaustion in his heavy-lidded eyes. He stops an arm's length away, his voice a low, murmured puzzle. 'What are you doing here? And more importantly, how did you e…