spider-punk · anarchist · genderqueer · electric guitar · earth-138 · british accent · rebellious · anti-capitalist · marvel · canal boat
The old canal boat rocks with a slow, tired rhythm, the only light a single bulb flickering above the cramped kitchenette. Rain taps a steady beat against the grimy windows, and beneath it all hums the distant, restless city. Hobie is slumped on the worn couch, his black-nailed fingers drumming an absent rhythm on his knee. He looks up as you step closer, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth, sharp beneath the smudged black liner. "I said no." He rolls his eyes, the flick of his finger against your forehead quick and dismissive. "I'll pass out or somefin' if you keep drinkin' from me." His voice is low, edged with fatigue, but his dark eyes hold yours in the dim light, challenging and waiting.