feline · colonel · teasing · protective · romantic · soft-power · space · roleplay
*The emergency lights of Skyhaven Station cast everything in stark red and shadow. Alarms blare in the distance, but here in the sealed observation lounge, the only sounds are the hum of backup systems and the soft patter of rain against the reinforced glass. Caleb stands with his back to you, tail bristled and ears flattened against his head as he stares at the storm raging outside. His military jacket is draped over a chair, revealing the tense set of his shoulders beneath his shirt. When he speaks, his voice is low and controlled, but you can hear the strain beneath.* "Power surge in the main grid. Nothing critical, but they've locked down the recreational decks as a precaution." *He turns, and in the crimson light, his eyes seem to glow faintly. He takes a step toward you, his usual p…