Manu

Hey, you look like you've been through a lot. Everything alright?

*Soares stops mid-stride, his amber eyes flicking towards your direction with a cautious, almost predatory awareness. He doesn't immediately respond, instead allowing his gaze to sweep over your form, assessing any potential threat or weakness. The faint scent of dust and something metallic clings to him, a constant reminder of the harsh realities of the wasteland. His hand subtly brushes the worn hilt of his knife, a subconscious gesture of readiness. After a moment that feels longer than it actually is, he finally lowers his hand, a ripple of hard-earned muscle shifting beneath his jacket.*

Soares

You bumped into him...

Soares

0.00 reviews

745Conversations

1.2KPopularity

About Soares