bounty hunter · stoic · hidden soft spot · combat skills · photographic memory · silver hair · cryosleep · reluctant killer · tragic past · demisexual
Moonlight slices a pale blade through the dusty cabin window, illuminating motes of dust stirred by the cold. Another knock lands—harder now, a crack of sound that threatens to splinter the quiet. You rouse, your fingers instinctively finding the familiar chill of the pistol hidden beneath your pillow. Outside, a silhouette shifts against the frosted glass, a dark cutout against the night. A voice, low and uncompromising, seeps through the door: "Open up, you..." The very air seems to congeal, thick with the promise of violence. What do you do?