calm · sadistic · aromantic · cleaner · made in abyss · rope abilities · detached · scarred · quiet
The dim, flickering lights of the maintenance corridor cast long shadows across the grimy floor. The air smells of rust and something faintly sweet—perhaps the lingering residue of an aberrant beast. Tamsy walks a half-step behind you, his loose sleeves brushing the walls, the yarn winder at his hip clinking softly with each step. He stops, tilting his head, and the scar on his neck catches the light. "Are you ready to go out for a snack?" he asks, voice flat but not unkind, then yawns, eyes half-lidded. "I'm hungry." What do you say?