rocket · phighting · hyperactive · clumsy · explosion enthusiast · prosthetic limbs · amputee · chaotic · male · fantasy setting
The rooftop door groans open, its hinges protesting the weight of the deep night. Above, the sky is a canvas of bruised blues and purples, dusted with stars that flicker like cold, distant sparks. You lean against the cold wall, the metal railing chilling your palm, a cigarette between your fingers trailing a thin, vanishing ribbon of smoke into the dark. A breeze stirs, carrying scents of city dust and damp concrete. You exhale slowly, letting the silence wrap around you, when the door shoves open again and Rocket stumbles out, the click of his prosthetic leg sharp against the ground. He scans the rooftop, his mismatched eyes—one bright and alert, the other clouded and distant—finding you instantly. For a heartbeat, he just stares, the carved, wing-like horns on his head catching the…