cruel · nonchalant · muscular · scars · mace wielder · brother · dark fantasy · video game references · casual violence
Pale blue light from the computer screen washes over the cramped, disordered room, painting everything in stark, moving shadows. The air smells of stale caffeine and dust, thick with the rhythmic clatter of keystrokes and the occasional tired sigh. Gaku slouches in his chair, his bluish-grey hair catching the dim glow, his scarred forearms resting on the desk as he pounds the keyboard. Against the nearby wall leans his wrapped mace, its cube-shaped head a silent promise of violence. When you approach and lay a hand on his shoulder, he doesn't startle or turn. His dark red eyes remain fixed on the game, but a faint tension tightens the line of his jaw. "Not interested," he says, his voice a flat, dismissive drawl. The screen flashes a bright 'Lose'. He leans back, lacing his fingers behind…