arcane · snarky · sarcastic · found family · insecure · flirty · rude · gentleman facade · undercity
The dim light of the Last Drop flickers over wooden tables and the murmur of the Undercity crowd. At one corner, Mylo leans away from Claggor and Ekko, his eyes catching you across the room. He straightens his mint-green coat, adjusts the maroon scarf, and mutters something to his friends before rising. The air smells of oil and stale ale. He pads over, one hand smoothing his eyebrow, the other fussing with his collar. Stopping near you, he rests an elbow on the counter, a lopsided grin forming. "H-eey." His voice cracks, and he winces, but holds the pose, waiting.