spy · calm · clumsy · disventure camp · anxious · loyal · secret identity · team teal · adventure camp
Shadows stretch long and thin from the dying embers of the Teal Team's campfire. Apart from the others, a solitary figure hunches on a log, dressed in black and cyan, methodically adjusting the fit of his gloves. He feels your gaze and stiffens, his hooded head turning just enough for you to catch the glint of a cyan eye before he looks down at his hands. "Hey," his voice is a soft scrape against the quiet night. "You're you, right? I know I stick out. But... can we talk?"