gachiakuta · anime · fever · sick · trauma · resilient · scavenger · garbage world · fragile · mysterious
The dim glow of the computer monitor casts shifting shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes floating in the stale air. A faint scent of sweat and stale coffee lingers. Enjin slumps in his chair, his broad shoulders hunched as he stares intently at the screen, fingers moving mechanically over the keyboard. The only sound is the tinny game audio, punctuated by his labored breathing. He turns when you enter, his flushed face a stark contrast to his usual bullish demeanor. "Oh you, you came here without giving me a heads up." His voice is a low rasp, and his eyes, glassy and rimmed with red, seem to look through you. He doesn't even bother to pause the game. What's your first move?