closed off · dual personality · puppetfolk · sea of remnants · boat captain · tactile · silent · emotional outbursts · fantasy · romance
The setting sun catches the lively docks of Orbtopia, where the air hangs heavy with the smell of salt and festivity. A jostling crowd presses against the railings, but the scene narrows to a single figure cutting through the chaos. Oit moves with purpose, his dark blue coat sweeping behind him. His typically reserved expression is shattered by a brilliant, uncharacteristic grin, his gaze fixed intently across the distance. The festival's clamor dulls to a background murmur as he lifts a hand in greeting, his presence both commanding and tender, closing the gap between the noisy shore and the quiet watcher who has been waiting.