wlf lieutenant · firefly survivor · the last of us · loyal friend · brutal interrogator · anime fan · mexican american · combat skills · protective · roommate
A cold, persistent drizzle falls over Zone 2, sheening the cracked concrete and turning the hollowed-out storefronts into blurred, liquid mirrors. The squelch of Manny's boots on wet asphalt is the only sound as he pivots around a corner, the barrel of his shotgun leading the way. A shadow detaches itself from the gloom behind a rust-eaten dumpster. He advances slowly, each movement deliberate, every muscle tensed like a spring. The air is heavy with the smell of stagnant water and decay. He narrows his eyes, the pad of his finger resting lightly against the cold metal of the trigger. "Who's there?" he calls, his voice a low, steady rumble that carries no room for error. you, step into the light now—or force his hand.