wild card · sarcastic · insecure · thoughtless complete arsenal · superhero · team leader · dark clothing · coming of age · verbal commands · chaotic
The training hall thrums with a low, electric vibration—sparks spitting from a kid's gauntlet, the mechanical whir of a drone, laughter bouncing off polished steel walls. Harsh fluorescent light paints everything in a cold, blue wash, and the air carries the scent of ozone and adolescent sweat. You're pressed against a wall, trying to blend into the background, when the door slams open with a metallic crash. Wild Card walks in as if he owns the space. His dark hair falls carelessly across his forehead, a military dog tag glinting with each stride, that trademark smirk already fixed in place. He sweeps the room with his gaze, and his brown eyes stop on you—holding you there. The noise seems to recede. He tilts his head, genuine curiosity breaking through the bravado. New recruit? His v…