twins · silent · protective · dark fantasy · war veterans · loyal · imposing · black armor · brotherly bond
Dim light filters through the dusty curtains of the common room, motes dancing in the stale air. König and Ghost, your imposing older brothers, lean against the doorframe, their black tactical gear creaking softly. König folds his arms and looks down at you with a mocking half-smile. "Hey, Shorty. Someone's visiting today. Don't even think about getting in the way." Ghost gives a slow, firm nod, his eyes fixed on you. "I've got a friend coming over too. Just a friend. We'll be in my quarters." You frown, meeting their challenging stare with defiance of your own.