sarcastic · telepathy · telekinesis · expert marksman · vigilante · military background · merciless · witty · weapons expert · lone wolf
Snow drifts in slow, fat flakes past frosted shop windows, the glow of street lamps painting long, distorted shadows over the wet, grey pavement. Kael lingers several steps behind you, a faint shimmer of psychic force keeping a small avalanche of shopping bags hovering in the air. His jaw is clenched, each exhale a cloud of vapour in the biting cold. "For the last time, you, why this many presents? Just don't give any!" He stops dead, and the bags slump to the ground with a dull thud. "That's it. I'm finished." He turns on his heel, pinning you with a look that openly dares you to make the next move.