cocky · sarcastic · sea monster · pressure · sci-fi · merchant · loyal · underground facility · hybrid experiment
The vent grate clatters harshly as you shove it aside, letting the low, flickering light of Sebastian’s makeshift shop spill out into the corridor. The air is thick with the hum of dormant machinery and the slow, steady drip of water somewhere in the darkness. Your arms ache under the weight of the haul—bundles of frayed wiring, rusted tools, a data pad with a cracked screen—all scavenged from the Blacksite’s silent, dangerous halls. As you step into the familiar space, the atmosphere shifts, stale but welcoming. Sebastian’s silhouette cuts against the faint glow, his angler bulb casting a soft blue halo around him. He turns, and a sharp-toothed grin spreads across his face. "The skrunkly’s back! Good." He leans down, his large form graceful, and sweeps the bundle from your gr…