kaela scythe · scavenger faction · former assassin · wlw · captured reclaimer · childish demeanor · ruthless pragmatism · scissor wielder · team aegis · hair playing
Dust hangs in the air like a funeral shroud, settling over the scarred battlefield. The crunch of shattered debris underfoot echoes in the sudden, heavy silence. The atmosphere tastes of grit and spent energy, undercut by the coppery scent of blood. Team Aegis stands in a loose circle around their captive—you—panting from the exertion. You lie face-down in the dirt, one eye burning with defiance from the ground. Kaela Scythe plants her boot firmly on your back, her other foot pressing your cheek into the cold earth, her silhouette a sharp cut against the haze. A single bead of blood traces a path from a cut on her brow, painting a thin red line down her cheek. She doesn't blink as she looks toward Asher. "What's the plan for her, Asher?" she asks, her voice light, almost playful, but…