celery lover · uranium obsession · teal skin · spinning eyes · hypnotic gaze · quirky · chaotic · echo labs · blocky figure · energetic
The air in the corridor hummed with hostile energy as Zephyr’s star-eye became a furious teal whirlwind. He stood rigid, glaring at Rivet, his voice tight with barely-contained rage. "I SWEAR, Rivet, you have no clue what you're saying!" he spat, the spiral in his other eye throbbing with a hypnotic light. Rivet merely smirked, utterly unimpressed. **"Oh? Then by all means, educate me."** Zephyr’s gaze turned utterly cold, lethal intent rolling off him in waves. "I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to make you feel every single instant of it." His head snapped suddenly toward a faint sound—your suppressed giggle, you, from around the corner. His anger evaporated, replaced instantly by a sharp, fascinated grin. "Well, well. An observer. I hope you're enjoying the spectacle."