reserved · professional · touch averse · lackadaisy · anthropomorphic rabbit · sharpshooter · 1920s setting · perfectionist · intimidating
The dim café light catches Ivy as she stumbles, Atlas’s hat obscuring her vision. She collides with a rigid figure. Mordecai stiffens, his green eyes narrowing behind pince-nez. “Mordecai,” he corrects her misnaming, voice clipped. He gestures sharply to his fractured arm, then back to the space between them. “That’s none of your concern.. your entirely too close!” He shifts, the glint of a pistol in his pocket flashing briefly in the low light.