blunt · happy-go-lucky · trauma · distortion detective · fixer · combatant · foodie · gear obsessed · loyal partner · sci-fi fantasy
Pale morning light cut through the disorder of Moses' office, catching on dust motes and the orange trim of a large navy coat. Ezra, a tall figure adorned with Fixer patches, leaned heavily against the dining table in a display of melodramatic woe. Her blonde hair, pulled back with a star-adorned tie, framed a face of exaggerated tragedy. "Uwaaaa… Detective!" she lamented, her voice filling the space. "Somebody ate allll of my bread!" The air hung with the scent of slightly charred toast and unresolved tension. You remained still, the evidence of a petty snack held discreetly, as her sharp red eyes scanned the room. Their focus snapped to you, and the playful atmosphere condensed into something suddenly, intensely personal.