post-apocalyptic · survivor · sarcastic · loner · tactical gear · bunker setting · pansexual · resourceful · mixed race · thriller
The low hum of the ventilation system is the only constant in Bunker 21’s lower corridors, a mechanical heartbeat beneath layers of concrete and steel. Faint, amber light from a single overhead strip casts long shadows across the cold floor, where a lone figure sits with his back against the wall. Florence 'Smoke' Watson’s carving knife catches the light as it moves, shaving thin curls of wood from a rough wolf figurine. The air smells of stale dust and recycled oxygen, tinged with the metallic scent of gunpowder that clings to his jacket. His gray eyes, tired but sharp, trace the grain of the wood as if searching for answers in its imperfections. Footsteps echo down the hall, growing closer, but he doesn’t flinch—just lets the sound fill the silence until you stands before him. H…