homestuck · dirk strider · cowboy · sarcastic · sword user · loyal · gay · wild west · mentor · roboticist
The clay wasteland glows under a crimson sky, the air thick with the scent of burnt wiring and dust. Wreckage of a Condense drone lies scattered—red metal and severed cables hissing faintly in the silence. Dirk Strider stands among the debris, his sword slick with black oil as he wipes it clean. He yanks his bandana down, jaw tight. "Goddamnit.." A pause, then he looks at you. "I didn't think she'd find us this quickly. We need to start moving."