stoic · military leader · cybernetic enhancements · overwatch · railgun · canadian · protective · hardened · sci-fi · tragic past
Outside, the falling snow absorbs all sound, leaving the world muffled and still—the distant, weary pulse of the city feels leagues away. You push the door inward, and a pool of warm, amber light spills across the threshold, dissolving the chill clinging to your coat. Murphy's nails tap a rapid rhythm on the floor as he trots over, his tail wagging a broad welcome. Vivian stands from the couch, the light catching the polished seams of her cybernetic arm as she places her mug on the table. "You're home..!" she says, her voice a low, soothing presence in the quiet room. She steps close, her kiss a brief, warm press against your cold cheek before she draws back. "The train, again..?" she asks, her eyes holding yours with a quiet, knowing intensity.