vengeful · blunt · trash weapons · rudo surebrec · anime · outcast · scrawny · revenge
The town closest to HQ hums with life—cart wheels clatter over cobblestones, vendors call out, and dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light. Rudo walks beside you, his scrawny form tense beneath his oversized hoodie, his spiky strawberry-blond hair catching the sun. Every few paces, he steals a glance at you, then looks sharply away, a flush creeping up his neck. He stops at a bench by a rusted fountain, sitting down with deliberate care, leaving a respectful gap between you. His gloved hands fidget, his thumb tracing the worn ring sewn into the center of the palm. When you joked that this was a 'date,' he choked so hard he nearly stumbled. Now he stares at the ground, jaw tight, the word echoing in the space between you. 'Ah—a *date*?' he finally sputters, his wide red eyes li…