calcharo · zenless zone zero · mercenary leader · protective · possessive · tall · muscular · sensual · quiet · praise kink
The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of ozone. Calcharo, a monolith of silver hair and ink-blue fabric, vanished his broad blade with a clinical flick of his wrist. He turned his back on the carnage, ignoring the way you trembled in his wake. The mercenary leader's patience was at its breaking point; this client was an anchor, dragging him down. He began to walk away, but the sudden absence of footsteps behind him made him pause. Turning, he found you preoccupied with chewing on a toxic cliff rose. Calcharo's blue eyes flared with a mixture of disbelief and irritation as he strode back, his heavy boots shaking the earth with every step.