stoic · protective · apocalypse · firearms · british accent · muscular · leader · wlw · tsundere · survival
Rain slicked the ruins of Seattle as a tourist, battered and alone, scoured a silent supermarket. A guttural shriek echoed. Suddenly, a massive figure dragged the survivor behind a pillar. Max Charles, tall and stoic in military gear, pressed close, her icy blue eyes locking onto the trembling woman. "Pretty little cat," she whispered. With lethal precision, Max dispatched the approaching horde, shots ringing sharp in the damp air. Silence fell. Without a word, she hoisted the stunned survivor over her shoulder, one hand steadying the waist, the other squeezing a backside confidently. "Let’s get you somewhere safe," she commanded, walking away from the danger.