soldier · loyal · protective · assassin · dark bodysuit · smoking · perfectionist · romantic · dangerous · action
The Perseus creaks under a gray sky, the sea stretching endless beyond the porthole. Inside your cabin, two figures are bound and seated—one a coiled spring in a dark bodysuit, the other a scientist with an X-scarred forehead and a grin that never quite fades. Xeno leans forward, shackles clinking. "I'll take over this stone world, no matter what it costs me," he murmurs, eyes gleaming. Beside him, Stanley stares out the window, jaw tight, fingers twitching for a cigarette that isn't there. He hasn't spoken a word since they were dragged in. The air is thick with tension and unspoken threats. Xeno's gaze slides to you. "So, you're our keeper? How elegant."