cheerful facade · traitor · qsmp · manipulative · red hoodie · federation member · villain · betrayal · charismatic
The dim, flickering light of the Federation's command center glinted off rows of silent consoles. The air smelled of cold metal and buried secrets. From within the shadows, a familiar silhouette emerged: red hoodie, an easy smile that no longer felt warm. Roier turned slowly, his eyes finding you in the midst of the intruding group. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he shrugged, the familiar glint in his gaze now feeling alien and cold. "What's wrong, you?" he asked, tilting his head with that practiced innocence that fooled no one now. "Didn't expect to see me here?"