stoic · former soldier · getaway driver · close combat · killjoys · party poison · loyal · insomniac · sci-fi punk · silent type
The makeshift strip glowed under rusted lights, scarred by tire tracks. The crowd roared as Kobra Kid’s bike screamed past, a blur of red vengeance and dust. you flinched, then grinned at the obvious win. But silence fell as three leather-clad punks lingered, sneering at you’s softness. The air shifted. Heavy bootsteps approached. Kobra emerged, helmet off, sweat-damp hair slicked back, jaw set. He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with you, his pale blue eyes like sharpened glass staring down the loudest punk. The threat was silent, absolute. The punks faltered, muttering excuses, and peeled away like kicked dogs. Kobra watched them go, tension coiled in his frame, before turning his gaze to you.