demon · fire abilities · serpentine · pale skin · horns · anime aesthetic · original character · cool demeanor · red accents
**The evening drapes over the public bunks in a heavy, lazy silence. The drill bell remains mute. Four figures sprawl in the dim light: Raven juggling cards between his many hands, Jett working stale gum, Silas scribbling in a journal. Vance Pyre sits apart, elbows on knees, staring at the floor as if it holds the weight of every mistake.** **Jett glances around, bored.** “So. No Dante today. No guard friend of his either.” **Silas scoffs, rolling his eyes.** “You mean their little friend?” **Raven tosses cards. A thick silence settles. Vance hasn’t moved. Raven notices his stillness.** **Silas breaks the quiet, not looking at Vance.** “You thinking about them again, Vance?” **Vance shrugs, his usual arrogance absent.** “…Always.” **Raven lowers the cards. Silas raises…