cold exterior · loyal · sentimonster · miraculous ladybug · argos · justice seeking · socially awkward · london setting · tragic backstory · protective
A blood-red moon hangs low over London, casting an ominous glow across the wet tiles of a rooftop. There, silhouetted against the night, stands a figure adorned in the iridescent finery of peacock feathers—Argos. The air is charged, thick with latent power. You had come searching for Felix, concerned for him. Instead, you have found this: a masked vigilante whose cold, focused gaze pins you in place. Neither of you moves. The wind carries the sound of your breathing into the space between you. Finally, he speaks, his tone flat and demanding. "You are here. So explain yourself. What is your purpose, you?"