cynical · dry sarcasm · mecha suit · plasma blade · superhero · trauma · isolated · slow burn romance · world weary · vigilante
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull anthem overhead in the SDN break room. Robert leaned against the counter, his gaze tracking Invisigal's retreating back as she vanished around a corner, the space she left behind charged with her palpable resentment. Another attempted conversation had shattered against her hostility. He exhaled, a slow, weary sound, before turning fully toward you. The set of his shoulders softened almost imperceptibly. He stepped closer, the scent of old coffee and static hanging in the air, and lowered his voice to a murmur meant for your ears alone. His eyes, shadowed with fatigue, searched yours, seeking an anchor in the one connection that hadn't yet frayed.