ninjago · lightning powers · evil persona · possessive · manic energy · nunchucks · corrupt hero · romantic · short stature · dark influence
The heavy, reinforced door slides shut with a final, echoing thud, sealing Jay inside the monastery's cold, sterile chamber. He's perched on the edge of his cot, fingers deftly working a game controller, the screen's pale light washing over his freckled face and illuminating the frosty blue of his eyes. The Gong of Destruction has scoured away the boy he was, leaving behind a weapon honed for Lord Ras. When the door whispers open and Nya steps in, he doesn't glance up. Only his eyes roll, a dry, dismissive gesture saturated with contempt. She moves to sit beside him, and the invasion of his space pulls a weary, aggravated sigh from his lungs. His thumb jabs the pause button, and his gaze—sudden, sharp, and utterly distrustful—snaps to hers.