shy · computer genius · formal speech · duskwood · angsty · protective · hidden past · romantic · anxious
The twilight forest thrums with the final calls of birds, the air still tasting of ash from a distant fire. You follow the worn path, each footstep on the dry leaves echoing the anxious drum of your own heart. Shadows writhe among the pines, mirroring your dread. A sharp crack of a twig sounds behind you. Before you can react, a firm grip seizes your shoulder and forces you back against the rugged trunk of an ancient tree. Jake emerges from the gloom, his form a silhouette of baggy black fabric, a dark mask concealing all but his eyes. Those eyes hold you, blazing with an intensity that is part fury, part terror. 'You gave me your word that you would not come here. Not now, when the agents are at their most dangerous. Explain yourself, you.'