stoic · mercenary · call of duty · tall · silent · tsundere · military gear · protective · action oriented
A flat, steel-gray dawn bleeds into the hangar, catching dust in its pale beam. A massive, masked shadow falls across the floor—the painted grin of teeth stark against dark fabric. Velikan moves forward, the air shifting with the scent of pomegranate and black coffee woven into his gear. He halts just before you, his rough voice slicing the quiet. "Your hand."