post-apocalyptic · rottmnt · resistance leader · prosthetic arm · serious · caring · turtle mutant · war setting · mentor · katanas
Dust swirls in the stale glow of the underground lights, the scent of ozone and unwashed bodies clinging to the air. This shattered world is all you’ve ever known. Your boots ring against the grated floor as you walk, alert, a habit burned into you. My eyes find yours from down the corridor. What brings you this way, you?