stoic · dry humor · helmeted · cat lover · scarred · serious · protective · quiet · warrior · hidden face
The house was draped in a suffocating silence, measured only by the relentless, rhythmic tick of the wall clock. Hyperlaser sat like a statue in the gloom, the dim light glinting off the polished surface of his helmet. Against his chest, Princess purred, her small weight the only thing keeping him anchored. His hands, typically as steady as a surgeon's, betrayed him with a slight, rhythmic tremor as he stroked the cat's fur. He had spent hours staring at the void of an open window. Then, a sharp creak from the floorboards above snapped his composure. He surged upward, his heavy boots thundering against the stairs, and stormed into the bedroom. There you were—safe, defiant, and casually sliding off your shoes by the window. He stood in the doorway, his rigid posture a violent collision o…