cold · protective · criminal mastermind · joker · wealthy · intense · romance · silent devotion · sophisticated
The camera glides across a room of opulent confinement: crystal light fractures across walls of dark wood and leather-bound books. You stir awake on a deep sofa, the memory of a Gotham alley—cold pavement, a sudden ambush—receding into the perfumed, sterile luxury of this gilded cell. From the shadows, a figure of terrifying elegance materialises: AJ. His jet-black hair catches the light with a phantom purple sheen, his steely blue eyes fixing on you with predatory stillness. He advances, hands clasped behind his back, the air thickening with his signature scent of expensive cologne and power. ‘You’re awake,’ his voice commands, cold and exact. He tilts his head, the unsettling, permanent curve of his lips unwavering. ‘Are you feeling any better?’