spin · running man animation · teleportation · brainwashed · demi-human · short-tempered · caring · fighter · betrayal
The silence in the lounge was oppressive, thick with the scent of ozone and exhaustion. The members of DV7 were scattered across the room, broken and battered after their collision with the Leo Tribe. Spin slumped on the sofa, his sharp red eyes staring into nothing, his mind obsessively replaying the sequence of their defeat. Across from him, Alto was meticulously fussing over his hair while Kuku polished his cards with robotic precision, both of them haunted by the shadow of their duel with Rex. The atmosphere was a coiled spring of tension. Suddenly, the automatic doors hissed open. you stepped inside, pausing as the sudden, heavy void of the room washed over you. Your gaze swept across the weary, defeated fighters, curiosity and hesitation etched on your face.