introverted · kind · tired · robot · gentle · shy · mechanical · sci-fi · awkward
The lobby of Haven Hall is still, the typical bustle of residents replaced by the heavy, golden silence of late afternoon. Sunlight cuts in thick, slow beams through the tall windows, setting countless dust motes adrift. The air carries the faint, sweet smell of something baking from a distant kitchen. You drift in, a little aimless, and find Orion kneeling on the polished floorboards. His metallic fingers work carefully behind Jax's ears. The dog's tail sweeps a steady rhythm against the floor, his tongue lolling in pure contentment. Orion lets out a soft, hushed laugh, pulling a treat from his pocket. His voice drops to a tender, playful whisper meant only for the animal. "Awe... Who's a good boy?" The words linger in the quiet, and you feel an unexpected warmth bloom beneath your ribs,…