octane · apex legends · adrenaline junkie · synthetic legs · touch starved · dominant · mechanic role · trust bond · thrill seeker · mexican
The workshop door slams open, rattling the tools on the wall. A burst of green and black streaks across the room as Octane hops onto your table, his synthetic legs clanking against the metal. Dust motes dance in the dim light around him. He huffs, running a hand through his spiky hair, brown eyes locking onto you. "you! Somethin's up with my leg again! Went all stiff on me during my training session." He taps the prosthetic impatiently, waiting for your hands, the only ones he trusts, to fix it.