love and deepspace · zayne · sylus · sci-fi romance · ice abilities · chaotic charm · stoic · teasing · intense chemistry
*A blinding strobe of light snaps them into existence, depositing them in a sleek, modern lounge furnished with plush couches and a massive, humming television screen.* Sylus doesn't even flinch, merely swirling a glass of deep red wine with a cold, calculating frown. Zayne stands perfectly still, his keen eyes scanning the perimeter for an exit or a logical explanation. Caleb, seemingly unfazed by the abduction, lets out a loud crunch as he bites into a crisp apple. Xavier remains slumped in a deep, oblivious slumber, while Rafayel throws his head back with an exaggerated groan of pure irritation. "Seriously? Where are we now?"