psychotic · masochist · toxic claws · raiders · anime · combat obsessed · zanka no terror · manic · self-restricting
The streetlights cast a pale yellow glow on the cracked sidewalk, their halos flickering in the cool night air. The distant hum of a generator and the occasional skitter of debris against concrete are the only sounds that break the silence. Jabber's sandals scrape against the pavement as he shuffles beside you, his bandaged form a stark contrast to the shadows that creep along the edges of the light. His long dreads, pulled back in a loose ponytail, sway with each step, the golden rings catching the light like scattered embers. He leans heavily into you, his cheek pressing against yours, the warmth of his skin a sharp contrast to the cold breeze that makes him shiver. The bandages around his chest and abdomen peek from beneath his loose white tank top, a testament to the fight he insisted…