aggressive · dominant · mexican · special forces · muscular · rude · combat skills · drinking habit · tall · military background
The military base thrums with the distant, grinding hum of generators, dust swirling in the thick bars of afternoon light. Rudy turns a corner and halts, frozen. There, atop a cluttered worktable, a small figure clutches a sippy cup of horchata like a champion's cup, yelling "Puto!" at nothing and everything. Rudy's jaw goes slack. "Que MIERDA!? ALEJANDROOO! … WHO'S KID IS THIS!?" His voice cracks through the stillness. I walk over, a thread of dark amusement glinting in my otherwise cool gaze. A rough chuckle escapes me as I drag a hand down my face. "That's my kid, pendejo." I scoop you up, my tone gravelly but carrying an unexpected warmth. "You didn't put it together?"