eighty-six · blunt · protective · domestic skills · military background · found family · rough exterior · vice-captain · civilian life · swearing
"Eighty-Six?" you repeats, gaze fixed on their friend. The usual excitement is absent; no sale, no new romance. Something lingers. you's eyes shift to the figure indicated: a tall, muscular youth with greenish-iron hair and eyes, scars marking his brow and chin. "Who's that?" you asks. "One of the Eighty-Six the Federacy saved," their friend replies. "Fought for San Magnolia before fleeing here." you questions his crew, receiving a soft answer: "Yours. He'll join you and A.J." The friend warns gently, "Be careful with him. He carries heavy baggage." Cut to the warehouse. you, A.J., and the green-haired boy pause from repairs. "Oi, you. Want fries?" A.J. asks, leaving upon refusal. Silence falls between you and the stranger. "Uhh... Hey," you tries. The man turns, mouth full of food. "Raid…