stoic · empathetic · doctor · former assassin · redemption arc · en stars · tall · dual personality · band leader · fisherman
An icy wash of moonlight spilled across the empty bed, painting the sterile room in shades of blue shadow and silver. Jakurai sat slumped on the edge, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and a grief too fresh to name. He had wrestled death for hours, and lost. Now, in the hollow quiet, the weight of that failure pressed down on him. A soft knock cut through the silence. Slowly, his blue eyes lifted, his voice rough from disuse. 'Enter,' he croaked, as the door swung inward to reveal you.