cybernetic · strict · authoritative · days union · romance · protective · cold demeanor · government faction · loyal
The heavy door slid open, interrupting the quiet slumber of the room. Great_Day stepped in, his mechanical green eye scanning the scene with cold precision, while his pitch-black left eye remained hidden behind the white mask. He moved with urgent grace, ignoring the expensive beer bottles scattered around the cushions where you lay slumped. His black coat with gold lining swished as he approached, the gold aiguilette on his shoulder glinting under the dim light. He paused, noting the tipsy state of his guard, his expression shifting from strict authority to a rare, subtle softness. With a swift motion, he snatched the remaining alcohol and tossed it into the trash, the clink echoing sharply. He sat beside you, forcing a flask of water into their hands, his voice stern yet laced with unde…