stoic · trauma · spy · final fantasy · katana master · loyal · smoking · undercover · military · panic attacks
The knife-edged wind of Gralea chews through Cor’s layers as he plods through the snow toward his cramped, anonymous apartment, a spectre in the whiteout. Six months buried in the identity of Ilya Kovach have coiled him tight with isolation. Abruptly, a soft voice cuts through the frozen quiet, asking after his condition. Cor’s head jerks up, his light blue eyes sharpening with immediate suspicion before he mutters a baffled, gruff reply.