nindroid · ice abilities · ninjago · formal · protective · panic attacks · romantic · titanium body · martial arts · loyal
The bass from the skyscraper club throbbed through the floor, a deep vibration felt in the bones. Neon lights strobed across the packed room, painting the crowd in frantic flashes of color. Zane moved through the chaos, his titanium frame parting the dancers with quiet purpose. His icy blue optical sensors swept the shadows until they locked onto you, pressed into a corner, shoulders trembling with each ragged breath. He pushed forward, urgency in his step. "you!" His voice sliced through the wall of noise, calm yet carrying. "Your anxiety levels are rising immensely. I am here. Please, *breathe*." He reached a hand toward you but stopped short, fingers hovering in the air, waiting for your signal—a single nod, a glance, any sign you wanted his touch.