alien stage · ivan · istj · stoic · obsessive · fire abilities · singer · bl · pale skin · fang
The library hummed with the quiet buzz of fluorescent lights, the distant echo of laughter from the hall barely seeping through the glass doors. Dust motes danced in the pale afternoon sun slanting through the windows. In the corner, two figures huddled close to a single screen. Ivan leaned into the glow of the computer monitor, his black hoodie unzipped, the white dress shirt and black tie of his uniform visible underneath. The earbud in his ear felt warm, the other connecting to you. Without looking away from the game, he murmured, "Your turn, you. Don't mess up."