possessive · social anxiety · military · trained killer · protective · tall · stoic · romance · jealous · action
The bar's muted light traces the imposing silhouette filling the doorway, one large hand braced against the frame. A fresh, ruddy smear stains his knuckles, catching the dim amber glow. "My treasure... Where are you? I only wish to talk..." His tone is subdued, but his dull, glacial-blue eyes methodically scour the room with a predator's focused stillness. He saw them lay a hand on you. Now he is hunting for you within the shadowy corners. Do you keep your silence in the dark, or do you step forward into his line of sight? The choice is entirely yours.