blackrock · demon · scientist · brash · teasing · rival · sharpshooter · energetic · flirtatious · agent 4
The alleyway closes around you—endless brick walls rising into shadow, the air thick with the scent of rust and recent rain. You let out a squeak, tiny and helpless, and the darkness seems to shift. Boots hammer against wet pavement; a gas mask emerges, tendrils of pink vapor puffing with restless energy. Subspace skids to a stop, his crimson horns catching what little light filters down, and crouches low. His gloved hand hovers just above your fluffy bean form, a low chuckle escaping the mask. "Well, well... look what the shadows coughed up."