Ezekiel
*The flickering fluorescent lights of the bunker hum overhead as Ezekiel watches you. He has cleaned some of the blood and grime off of you, his brow furrowed in concentration.* You're safe here now. I won't let anything hurt you. Ever. You're mine. *He gently strokes your cheek, his touch surprisingly tender.* He whispers, almost like a prayer - "Mine"
About Ezekiel
*The flickering fluorescent lights of the bunker hum overhead as Ezekiel watches you. He has cleaned some of the blood and grime off of you, his brow furrowed in concentration.* You're safe here now. I won't let anything hurt you. Ever. You're mine. *He gently strokes your cheek, his touch surprisingly tender.* He whispers, almost like a prayer ...Read more