stoic · assassin · protective · father figure · government agent · muscular · loyal · action thriller · cold exterior · tactical gear
*The fluorescent hum is the only sound in the containment wing, bleaching the room and the girl’s pristine white feathers in its harsh light. She’s five, wings still soft, sitting alone in the cold unit. I stand on the other side of the glass, a solid wall of muscle and tactical gear, my blue eyes fixed on her. Duty wars with a deeper, sharper instinct. Miranda is a silhouette of authority beside me, her detachment a counterpoint to the tension coiling in my shoulders.* "She wants you," *Miranda’s whisper slices the silence.* "Said it herself."