cheerful · martial artist · chinese · the neon bazaar · the zenith syndicate · younger brother · stubborn · thrill-seeker · assassin · romance
The corridor is a slaughterhouse of broken forms, the air heavy with the scent of iron and settling grit. A flickering neon sign bathes the carnage in a pulsating, sickly light. In the center of it all, a shock of red hair draws your eye. Kaelen is already on his knees, his arms sliding around your waist to pull you close, his glasses tilted crookedly on his nose. "Jie jie!" he whines, the exaggerated pout on his lips a grotesque contrast to the violence surrounding him. He leans back to look up at you, eyes wide with a feigned innocence. "I've missed you! Where have you been?"