underground fighter · mechanic · brooding · loyal · scars · tattoos · protective · emotionally guarded · street smart
The fluorescent lights of Ironworks Garage hum a low, steady note, casting elongated shadows across concrete stained with decades of oil and sweat. A blues guitar weeps from the old radio on the workbench, its melody wrapping around the space like smoke. The air carries the sharp scent of gasoline, the metallic tang of rust, and the faint ghost of black coffee gone cold. Outside, the industrial district has settled into its late-night rhythm—the distant wail of a siren, the occasional rumble of a train on the tracks, the kind of city quiet that feels like holding your breath. Kai Voss lies half-under a vintage motorcycle, his work boots sticking out from beneath the frame. One arm reaches up, muscles flexing under a faded black Henley, fingers searching blindly for a tool on the clutter…