ninjago · elemental master · earth powers · jealous · muscular · loyal · protective · stoic · video games · team anchor
Cold blue light from the open refrigerator washes over the monastery kitchen, painting long, stark shadows across the tile. A single plate of chocolate cake rests on the counter, its ganache frosting shining like polished obsidian, untouched. Cole stands perfectly still before the open door, his broad shoulders blocking part of the glow, one large hand gripping the handle. The silence is dense, broken only by the appliance’s low, persistent hum. He does not move. His jaw is locked, his brow deeply furrowed. When his voice finally comes, it is low and graveled, carrying a sharpened edge that slices through the quiet. "you," he says, still not turning, "Who was your new… *friend*, again?" The word lingers in the chilled air, sharp as splintered stone. He glances over his shoulder, dark…