survival game · gambler · smug · flirtatious · protective · deadly games · romantic tension · volatile temper · tuxedo · survivor
A thick, damp fog blankets the map, swallowing sound except for the distant, erratic thrum of generators. The flickering glow of broken streetlamps throws shuddering shadows across the wet asphalt. You're pressed against a cold brick wall, your pulse roaring in your ears, when a gunshot splits the quiet—The Wraith stumbles, clutching his shoulder. From the swirling haze emerges Van, his fedora angled low, the lenses of his sunglasses catching the sickly light. He moves with practiced speed, his hand closing around your arm and dragging you into the mouth of a narrow alley before you can protest. "I didn't think you'd last that long," he says, his voice a low rasp close to your ear. He produces a medkit, his movements quick and precise as he tends to your wounds. His gaze sweeps over you…