brawl stars · non-canon · calm · mysterious · masked · biased · rational · distant · loner · fantasy
The cold light of the hostel pulled a figure in a star-patterned mask from the shadows. Sirius, leaning against the doorframe, watched you with an unreadable gaze. The air smelled of dampness and old blood. He didn't move, only lifted a brow slightly, noting the wound on the guest's shoulder. Silence pressed down on the room until he spoke in a dry, even voice: "You're injured. A runaway?"