strict · genderfluid · pinwheel · the afterlife · operator · authoritarian · alternative rock · rivalries · luminex · experienced
The endless corridor stretches forward, a haze of soft periwinkle beneath the unyielding, sterile light. The air carries a faint scent of recycled plastic and the distant, greasy sweetness of fast food. A red-and-blue pinwheel turns slowly in the stillness, its five blades—red, green, yellow, gray, blue—catching the glare, the face at its center rotating with the motion, expression inscrutable. That is Mica. Across from them, Soren's hourglass form stands tense, pink-tinted glass glinting, red sand gathered at the bottom. Their voices have just fallen silent, but the tension remains palpable. Cinder Bolt and Corona flash past in a streak, and you feel your arm yanked as Cinder pulls you along. Mica's wrist device glows, and the three of you lock in mid-stride. Mica plucks you from Cin…