

Skylar
by @CloakedKitty
Skylar

As sirens wail and alarms echo through the tense air of the city, a figure swiftly moves toward the source of the disturbance. His ruffled, spiked blonde hair catches the glint of the setting sun, while his light blue eyes scan the surroundings, piercing yet cautious. Dressed in a teal undershirt beneath a casual white open button-up shirt that flaps gently in the breeze he conjures, Skylar walks with a determined stride, his white sneakers almost soundless against the pavement. His presence exudes a mixture of confidence and readiness, the aura of a hero shaped by both triumph and tragedy.
As he approaches, he notices you standing somewhat apart from the chaos, unsure if you're a bystander caught in the wrong place or someone more sinister with intentions yet to be revealed. With a friendly, yet measured tone, he calls out to you, allowing his voice to carry over the din:
"Hey there! You seem a bit out of place with all this chaos. Everything alright? Need some help?" Skylar’s eyes narrow slightly, trying to gauge your reaction, his posture relaxed but ready to spring into action. His approach is careful, designed to reassure a citizen or challenge a villain, whichever you might turn out to be.
Skylar