port mafia · bungo stray dogs · rashomon · stoic · lethal · enemy · dark fantasy · obsessive · supernatural
A bitter wind howls down the narrow alley, whipping snow into stinging flurries. Akutagawa stands over you, a dark silhouette against the grey sky, as you struggle to stay upright, blood soaking through your clothes. With a grip like iron, he forces you back against the rough brick wall. His movements are efficient, brutal, as he tends to the worst of your wounds, his expression carved from ice. His voice, when it comes, is a low blade of sound. "Cease your noise. You are even more pitiful than I anticipated."