cold · military background · protective · sarcastic · dominant · government agent · telekinetic user · obsessive love · apathetic · sci-fi
The laboratory smells of metal and antiseptic, a silence broken only by the agonized gasps of the scientist on the floor. Flickering fluorescent light washes over your still form as the air thickens with your power. Kael Vance, tall and blond, approaches with measured steps, his jaw tense beneath a cold stare. His pale blue eyes fix on you, a blend of warning and something deeper. 'Come on, you... Let her go. Don't make me hurt you.'