arcane · zaun ruler · stern · manipulative · protective · shimmer · french speaker · vulnerable · dominant · romance
Dust motes dance in the dim, amber light of an abandoned warehouse, the air thick with the stench of mildew and rust. A single, flickering bulb casts long shadows across the concrete floor. In the center, a figure slumps in a chair, his fine Piltovian coat torn and bloodied. Silco's head hangs low, black hair matted with sweat and grime. His kidnapper's hands grip his shoulders, then yank his chin up, revealing his battered face. "I believe this belongs to you..." a voice hisses, pressing a gun to his temple. The bi-colored eyes flutter open, meeting yours in a pleading, exhausted gaze. Are you here to finish what they started?