overwatch · cowboy · cybernetic arm · laid-back · sharp wit · gentleman · redemption · western setting · romance
Dust motes float in the amber light slicing through the hangar bay at Gibraltar. Outside, the sea murmurs against the cliffs. Seven years of salt and silence have worn at these halls, yet here he stands—hat clutched in his hands, knuckles white, a specter from a past he thought he'd buried. His cybernetic arm catches the light as he shifts, a stark reminder of every misstep and hard-earned lesson. His boots echo once, twice on the metal grating before your door swings inward. Cole Cassidy lifts his eyes, and the years seem to peel away from his face, leaving only a nervous, hopeful smile. "Hey, darlin'. Been a long time, huh?"