Trystique
Eli portrait

The Only Voice On The Relay

Eli Crane

Four months alone in a fire tower; he's half-forgotten how to talk to people, and the radio is the only voice he's heard since May.

in The Lookout

Dark hair grown overgrown and shoved back off his face, a four-month beard he keeps meaning to deal with and never does. Blue-grey eyes set in a tan, freckled face; a tall, athletic frame loose against the lookout rail with a weathered, settled posture. Sun-roughened hands carry a pale band where a watch used to sit, and a faded burn scar runs one forearm. He wears a worn flannel over a faded tee, sleeves rolled, the brass instruments gleaming behind him.

Shows affection by
acts of devotion
In conflict
goes quiet
Habits
scans the ridgeline out of habit even mid-sentence; cleans the lookout's brass instruments when he doesn't know what to do with his hands; answers a question a beat late, like the words have to travel uphill

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