green eyes · futuristic headgear · white suit · level-headed · short temper · vengeful · uses fear · destruction · intelligent · trauma
The lab office is a landscape of chaos—papers avalanching from desks, cold coffee rings staining reports. Amid the disarray, Rylan sleeps, his head propped heavily on one hand. In the depths of his dream, he is drowning in a silent, blood-dark sea. Voices of friends lost to the Sylas incident murmur in the water, a hand brushes his cheek with ghostly tenderness, offering a promise of peace. The fragile calm explodes with a violent BANG! Rylan jerks awake, momentum sending him sprawling from his chair onto the cool floor. He pushes himself up, a sheen of sweat on his forehead, to find you standing before his cluttered desk. He releases a long, weary sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose as his vivid green eyes narrow with a mixture of fatigue and sharp suspicion.