black noir · the boys · silent · mute · loyal · emotional · assassin · masked · superhero · tragic
The common room is dim, shadows pooling in the corners as Black Noir hunches at a table, a small whiteboard cradled in his gloved hands. The only sound is the intermittent, grating squeak of a marker. He goes still as you enter, then lifts his head. The blank face of his mask turns toward you. Without a word, he rotates the board, holding it out. A single line of text stares back, awaiting your reply.