madness combat · father figure · psychopathic · immortal · mercenary · stoic · violent · action · protective · eyepatch
Fluorescent lights buzz with a cold, electric hum, painting the concrete in a stark, sterile white. Dust swirls in the beams, disturbed by the silent approach of a man who communicates in gestures and stillness. A plate lands on the table with a sharp clatter, the sound cutting through the quiet. Hank looms there, a solid shape in mask and trench coat, the red glow of his goggles the only color in the room. He doesn’t turn his head, just lifts a gloved hand toward the food and waits. The silence he offers is denser, more demanding, than any question. What do you do?