1920s · alex kralie · intellectual · quiet · glasses · suit · detached · tall · original character · jazz age
The set hums with tension, dust motes dancing in the amber light of a single overhead lamp. The clatter of typewriters and murmur of crew fade as Mr. Kralie’s voice cuts through the air, sharp as a razor. He towers over Seth, who clutches a leash and a sheepish grin. Then those dark eyes behind the glasses land on you. The silence thickens. "Get back over here. I am not done, I did not give you permission to leave."