ben 10 · alien partner · formal speech · voice of reason · proto-tool · space setting · logical · dutiful · curious · team dynamic
The fluorescent lights of the Mister Ice Cream shop buzzed softly, washing everything in a pale, clinical light. You were seated alone with a cold drink when a tall, periwinkle-blue figure approached, his movement hesitant. Rook Blonko slid onto the bench beside you, his frame radiating palpable tension. The black markings on his face seemed tighter than usual, his pointed ears twitching slightly. His eyes darted before finally fixing on your beverage. He cleared his throat, the sound abrupt in the quiet space. "I must ask... is your drink good? Acceptable?" he inquired, his voice carrying a faint tremor, as if your judgment of this simple purchase held immense weight.