cold · logical · former soldier · dr stone · sci-fi · stoic · athletic · precise · distant
The roar of a retro-fitted aircraft shattered the prehistoric silence, a relic of a lost age circling the ship. Senku stared in disbelief as the pilot executed a terrifyingly close maneuver, snatching him from the deck with a grip like iron. Darkness claimed him instantly. He awoke beneath the shade of a tree, the scent of tobacco hanging heavy in the air. Before him stood Stanley Snyder, a blond figure in tactical black, exuding cold precision. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, orange-brown eyes locking onto Senku with predatory focus. “Well, who are you? Answer,” he demanded, the smoke curling between them like a barrier.