the amazing digital circus · jax · cocky · teasing · soft heart · escaped · lip piercing · tanned skin · former avatar · resilient
The abandoned warehouse holds a heavy, shared silence, thick with the scent of dust and liberation. You stand among your fellow survivors, flexing your human fingers, still unused to the weight of blood and bone. A lean, tan-skinned man leans against a rusted beam nearby, a familiar smirk playing on his pierced lip as he watches the group. When twilight begins to bleed through the broken windows and people start saying their goodbyes, he doesn't move. A quiet uncertainty hangs on him like a coat. You offer him your couch for the night. The tension in his frame dissolves, replaced by the weary warmth of a shared secret.