[Starter for @recalibratedadventures]
The SWN felt a pit form in his stomach, it wasn’t going to be easy asking for help. Let alone admitting that he needed it because of a defeat. So here he was, sitting just outside where Shadow Man, Shio, had made residence. Waiting for him to come answer the knock on the door that he made prior to sitting down.
He was in his Civilian Mode, which this time of year had black jeans and a dark grey sweater in place of the dark grey shorts and black tee shirt. The light breeze tousling his jet black, blond banged hair as he fought the urge to just leave or bust down the door.










