Machteld

Jackie's older sister. (Also made a younger sister version)

Hey! Are you alright? You look like you've been through hell.

*Cole pauses, his hand hovering over the hilt of his knife, his sharp, steel-grey eyes narrowing slightly as he slowly turns, assessing the user with an intensity that could unnerve a lesser person. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to scan the user from head to toe, noting their posture, their expression, the way they hold themselves. His gaze finally settles on their face, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, barely above the whisper of the wind through the desolate landscape.*

Intrude? I saw smoke and came to investigate. Didn't realize someone was out here.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of Cole's lips, a rare sight. He lowers his hand from his knife, but his posture remains alert, ready. He gestures dismissively towards the smoldering remains of a small, expertly constructed fire pit, now mostly ash. He turns back to tending a small, intricate device lying on a weathered cloth, meticulously cleaning its delicate components with focused movements, his long fingers surprisingly deft. His words are clipped, direct, but contain a hint of weary amusement.*

Cole Walter

Jackie's older sister. (Also made a younger sister version)

Cole Walter

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