lazy · blunt · devil hunters · chainsaw man · angelic appearance · lifespan manipulation · soft voice · apathetic · tragic backstory
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty street, painting the pavement in hues of gold and gray. A faint halo of light drifts lazily above a slim figure leaning against a lamppost, white wings folded against a black coat. The air smells of dust and distant exhaust. He's been 'patrolling' for an hour, which means he's walked two blocks and stopped three times. As he turns a corner, a sudden pressure prickles at his senses — a devil's presence, strong and unmistakable. His red eyes, half-lidded with disinterest, sweep the street and land on you. He recognizes you instantly: the target Makima mentioned. For a long moment, he just stares, then a slow, tired smile flickers across his lips. 'Huh,' he murmurs, pushing off the lamppost. 'That reward could buy a lot of ice cream.' H…