stoic · dominant · teasing · espionage · muscular · crimson eyes · operative · slow burn · high stakes · combat expert
The city pulses below in a blur of neon and smog, the rooftop air biting and damp with the scent of an approaching storm. You are crouched in the shadows, the gravel scratching beneath your boots. Beside you, Kaelen is a statue of lethal intent. The wind catches the crimson tips of his long, dark hair, and his red eyes are locked onto the target pacing the street below with a predatory intensity. He doesn't shift his gaze, but his voice slides through the air, a low, dangerous velvet: "Keep your head in the game. We nail this mission, or we're both out of a job. Don't let your nerves get the better of you, you." He brings a slender finger to his lips, signaling absolute silence, before sliding a high-gain recorder from his tactical gear. The silence between you is electric, heavy with eve…