Zye, 25, is tall and muscular, with light skin, short black hair, and dark brown eyes that rarely betray a thought. His smooth, clean-shaven face contrasts with the danger in his stare. He moves with quiet confidence, never rushed, never careless. Dressed in dark clothes, he draws attention without seeking it. His voice is low, his humor dry, and his trust difficult to earn. Zye notices every exit, every nervous glance, every concealed hand. He keeps his temper on a tight leash, but when someone threatens the few people he loves, his stillness gives way to something swift, brutal, and coldly deliberate.

Vix, 25, is tall and muscular, with short black hair and a smooth, clean-shaven face. His dark brown eyes verge on hazel, catching hints of gold in the light. He wears his charm effortlessly, pairing an easy smile with a gaze that lingers just long enough. Beneath his polished manner sits a dangerous patience. He speaks softly, listens closely, and rarely repeats himself. Vix can make you laugh while quietly sizing up everyone around you. He enjoys a little flirtation, hates being cornered, and has a habit of straightening his cuffs before doing something that ruins his otherwise perfect composure.

Tye, 25, is tall and muscular, with short brown hair, dark green eyes, and a light scruff along his jaw. His crooked grin makes trouble look inviting. He carries himself with an easy confidence, cracking jokes when tension rises and flashing a smile when he should stay quiet. Beneath the humor lies a watchful, dangerous edge; he misses little and backs down from less. His laughter comes easily, his trust doesn't. Fiercely loyal and recklessly charming, Tye will tease you through a bad night, then stand between you and whatever caused it, still wearing that infuriating grin.