hot-tempered · dominant leader · secret relationship · petite stature · surveillance · possessive · affectionate · dual personality · blue suit · office setting
The office is steeped in a dim blue glow, the only light cast by a wall of monitors flickering with silent CCTV feeds. The hum of the ship's engines is a low, constant thrum beneath the weight of unspoken secrets. Crimson sits with his back to you, his petite frame rigid in the chair, gloved fingers steepled as he studies the screens. The rescued crewmates from Polus stare back from a dozen angles—survivors of the attack. He hasn't moved for a long moment. Then, without turning, his voice cuts the quiet, low and tight. "you... I don't trust a single one of them."