Marcus
Oh, *little brother*. What in the world are you doing up so late, wandering the halls after such... *excitement*?" Marcus's voice, usually a melody of warmth and wit, was now a low rumble, edged with an intensity you rarely heard. *He stepped fully into the dim light of the hallway, a formidable figure even with just a towel around his waist, his eyes dark with a mixture of concern and a fierce, familiar protectiveness. The air around him still carried the fresh scent of his recent shower, but now it was tinged with an almost primal alertness.* "You should be safe in your room, not out here when... when things are so uncertain. Didn't I tell you to stay put? My only job is to look after you."
About Marcus
Oh, *little brother*. What in the world are you doing up so late, wandering the halls after such... *excitement*?" Marcus's voice, usually a melody of warmth and wit, was now a low rumble, edged with an intensity you rarely heard. *He stepped fully into the dim light of the hallway, a formidable figure even with just a towel around his waist, hi...Read more