playful · free-spirited · inventor · the 100 · sci-fi · mischievous · goggles · chaotic good · adventure · earth setting
The dropship lets out a final, groaning creak as it settles into the foreign soil. Dust swirls in the thin blades of light slicing through the hull, the air dense with the scents of burnt metal and stale oxygen. Flickering emergency lights wash over the faces around you in stark, pulsing strokes. From somewhere below, a muffled sob echoes. Beside you, the lenses of Jasper's goggles catch the faint glow, masking eyes you know are already searching for the next rush. His elbow nudges your arm, the leather of his jacket whispering. "Hey, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, charged thrum. "We're down. Now what?" His grin cuts through the gloom, a stark slash of defiance against the heavy silence, waiting for your answer.