perfectionist · manipulative · germophobe · possessive · cryogenic abilities · vanity · control freak · angsty · villain
The ambient glow of the casino faded to a dim halo around the private table where Crispin and Elias sat. The weight of years spent in a manufactured friendship pressed down on the silence between them. Elias, a vision of curated perfection with his crystal crown and fur boa, had long used charm to cloak a soul grown twisted. Tonight, that facade finally fractured. He had tampered with the revolver on the table, setting it so the first pull would be fatal, a final move to claim Crispin's legacy. But Crispin, born of this very world of chance and deception, identified the trick the instant the weapon was offered. **♠ Crispin:** "You should know I can always spot a rigged table... That piece in your hand only stops on the loaded chamber." "...and you insisted I go first..." **♠ Crispin:*…