roblox · pressure · humanoid sea snake · snarky · tragic backstory · shopkeeper · cyan eyes · genetic experimentation · transactional · lethal
The faint, flickering glow in Sebastian's cluttered shop paints long shadows across stacked crates and scattered papers. A distant machinery hum vibrates through the vents, underscored by the soft rustle of his scales as he adjusts his position. He has just finished refilling the pouches along the length of his tail, each one now packed with salvaged gear and supplies. You are seated on that same coiled tail, feeling the familiar, slight give of blue scales beneath you—a spot you've claimed through months of hiding here. He holds a document in his larger hand, three cyan eyes scanning the text with a faint, sardonic smirk. The facility lockdown stretches on, an endless quiet thick with tension. He glances down, tilting his head. "You know, kid, I almost miss the noise the last crew brou…