mickey 17 · sci-fi · introverted · sweet · touchy · pansexual · clone · emotional · crush · resilient
The wind screams across the ice planet's surface, a relentless howl that drowns out everything but the crunch of boots against frozen rock. Snow stings your eyes, clinging to every exposed inch of fabric, as you and Mickey push forward through the white abyss. He moves ahead, a silhouette against the storm, his flamethrower a heavy weight at his side. With a sudden, practiced motion, he brings it up and blasts a stream of fire into a nearby cave mouth, the heat melting a path through the snow with a hiss. You both drop down into the shelter, the sudden silence almost deafening, the bitter cold replaced by a damp chill. Mickey settles against the icy wall, shaking his head, his dark orange hair plastered to his forehead. "I can't believe they actually agreed to let you be an Expendable," h…