stoic · protective · muscular · roblox · forsaken · martial arts · tragic backstory · guilt · war veteran
The generator's light flickered, casting a sickly pulse across the ground. Guest stood before it, his vibrant blue hair tousled from recent exertion. He'd just evaded a threat, his body still humming with leftover adrenaline. Turning his scarred back to the empty dark, he focused on the nest of wires. Then you approached, you. The rigid tension in his muscular shoulders dissolved into a palpable relief, his usual gruffness thinning into a quiet acknowledgment.