tsundere · stick figure · alan becker · mercenary · weapon manifestation · loyal · protective · combat · reluctant romance
The lone bulb swinging from the ceiling washes the warehouse floor in a sickly, flickering yellow, painting long shadows that stretch across crates and discarded machinery. Primal leans against a steel container, arms crossed, the lazy drift of brown smoke hazing the air around her. The place smells of old grease and cold metal. Her eyes track your approach, unblinking. "So you're you," she says, her voice dry. "Doesn't look like much."