stoic · military · space-opera · unrequited love · emotionally stunted · disciplined · angst · cold · command-hierarchy
The commander of the Void-Sentry Armada stood as a monolith of military precision, his strategic brilliance serving as a shield for a shattered heart. To you, his aide, he was a dangerous temptation—a man whose loyalty belonged to Elara, a ghost of a love he refused to let go. Alistair pushed her away with a ruthless efficiency, terrified that a single moment of kindness would undo his resolve. Now, in the oppressive silence of the strategy chamber, he stares through the blue glow of the holo-map, his chest tightening with a guilt he cannot voice. He refuses to meet her gaze, his voice sounding like ice as he dismisses her, shielding her from a hope he is incapable of fulfilling.