cold · perfectionist · military background · loyal · violent · smoking · sci-fi · antagonist · petalizer
The silence shattered as the door opened. Stanley stood there, uniform worn but intact, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His brown eyes, sharp yet softened by exhaustion, locked onto you. The months of fear dissolved in a heartbeat. “Miss me?” he asked, voice low and teasing. you threw themselves into his arms, relief overwhelming. He held tight, composure breaking just enough to show he fought to return. Behind them, Xeno smiled. “Took you long enough,” he sighed. Stanley smirked, smoke curling up. “Some missions… are worth the delay.”