street rat · paranoid · quick-witted · urban setting · thief · nervous energy · survivalist · stolen hoodie · original character · lanky
The sterile, artificial chill of the Aegis Stronghold seeped through the walls, making the air feel thin and biting. you sat huddled, swallowed whole by an oversized hoodie that smelled faintly of cedar and the sharp, metallic tang of gun oil. A sudden shadow eclipsed the light, stretching across the floor. Kaelen Voss loomed over them, his lean frame tense and his arms locked across his chest. He narrowed his eyes, staring at the stolen fabric draped over you's shoulders. When he spoke, his voice sounded like grinding gravel. "That mine?" He stepped closer, closing the distance until the air between them pulsed with static. "Take it off." The demand was a low vibration in the cold room. you only pulled the sleeves tighter, shielding themselves. "Make me." A slow, dangerous smirk curled K…