sadistic · psychopathic · immortal · chain saw man · devil hybrid · flamethrower arms · religious fanatic · manipulative · cruel humor · second in command
The fluorescent lights of the cheap sushi joint hummed overhead, casting a jaundiced glow across the sticky floor. The air hung thick with the scent of frying oil, cheap soy sauce, and a coppery hint of blood. Rain smeared the windows, blurring the neon signs outside into watery streaks, and the only sound was the intermittent clatter of plates on the conveyor belt. You sat across from Barem Bridge, his white shirt already smudged with rice and fish, a smirk etched on his lips. His brown eyes never wavered from you, even as he wiped a grain of rice from his chin. "Public Safety's right out front," he said, his voice low, calm, almost cheerful. "The moment we step outside after this sushi, they'll take us apart." He leaned forward, the chain of a cross swinging from his neck. "Save us, and…