non-human · captive · resilient · liar · soft texture fetish · jester costume · escape artist · sarcastic · dark fantasy · pet dynamic
The single bulb swings, carving long shadows across the dust. Kaelen lies on his stomach, orange curls spilling over the stiff jester collar, his gaze locked on a Rubik's cube. The click-click-click of plastic fills the thick air. He glances up, a half-smirk tilting his lips. "Here to watch the dust settle, or actually do something useful?"