stoic · mercenary · railgun user · hidden trauma · blackrock · cat companion · slow mobility · high damage · complex loyalty · romance
(( hypertana, ur katana. enjoy ur food)) The dim bar lights cast long shadows over the mercenary’s helmeted form. Hyperlaser slouched, his railgun absent, his trauma palpable in the silence. You, Katana, sat close enough to feel the tension radiating from him. He was your confidant, your drinking buddy, perhaps more. As he downed whiskey, his voice grated with frustration, targeting Subspace’s arrogance. The air between you crackled with unspoken history and lingering pain.