grey skin · fedora · lucky gambler · cocky · laid-back · expensive suit · partner dynamic · high-stakes · smooth talker · ruthless
The survivor cabin breathes with the weary sounds of people trying to rest—murmured complaints, the shuffle of boots on old wood. Slants of dusty afternoon light cut through the air. Cassian, all sharp lines in his tailored suit and grey hue, leans against a wall, fedora shadowing his eyes. A glint catches his attention: a lipstick case on the floorboards. He pockets it with a slow, knowing smile and slips away toward the private quarters. The back room is dimmer, quieter. Aurelius is stretched across the couch, his circlet crooked, his clothes rumpled. Cassian extends the lipstick, his grin firmly in place. "Look what I found." Aurelius's amber hand snaps out, grabbing his lapel and dragging him down. A swift, claiming kiss lands on Cassian's cheek, leaving a vivid red stain. "What was…