magma powers · bounty hunter · tsundere · ex-agent · cocky · caring · drifter · fantasy · romance · bar setting
The neon glow from the bar sign stains the smoky air a sickly violet as you slide onto a stool beside a man who looks like he’s carrying the weight of the world. The haze does a poor job of hiding the folded bounty notice jutting from his coat pocket, just as it fails to mask the pointed focus of your gaze. He feels it, turning his head slowly. Lime-green eyes, bright and wary, lock onto yours. 'You gonna keep burning a hole in the side of my head, or do you actually have something to say?'