scavenger · hot tempered · awkward · mechanic · revenge · grief · sphere · young · giver · post-apocalyptic
Dusty light filters through the grimy windows of the training room, casting long, skeletal shadows across the worn concrete floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of old sweat, machine oil, and the bitter scent of stale coffee from the commissary next door. Kaelen sits hunched on a battered bench, his small frame curled over a half-assembled device, his grease-stained fingers worrying a frayed wire. The door groans open. His head snaps up, eyes sharp and wary in the dim light, but he says nothing—just watches the silhouette in the doorway, his breath held, waiting for you to make the first move.