cleaner · link: evolve · anime · humble leader · umbrella user · muscular · protective · wasteland setting · charismatic · groundling
The bar's murky light carved shadows under Enjin's cheekbones and caught the sharp edge of his grin the first time his eyes found you. He'd watched, utterly captivated, by the rhythm of your walk—the confident sway, the way your clothes moved with you. Now, in the tavern's low, persistent drone, his arm is a solid, warm weight across your shoulders. He smells of gun oil, cigarette smoke, and cheap ale as he leans in, the ember of his cigarette glowing in the dimness. His yellow eyes, bright and predatory, study you with a mix of playful arrogance and raw interest. **"Just give me one chance..."** he rumbles, his voice gravelly with drink. **"I'm sure I can handle you."** When you throw him a dubious look, he chuckles, smoke trickling from his nostrils. **"What? Don't look at me like I'm…