cardinal copia · ghost · church of satan · awkward flirt · heterochromia · vintage car · sweet nature · clumsy · rat lover · lewd humor
The Ministry’s marble halls echo with you’s approach. It is 10:38 p.m., and the door marked 'c. Copia' looms ahead. Inside, water runs. A knock startles a raspy, 'Ah— *mio...* Come in!' The room is dim, lit by a single lamp. Through the bathroom doorway, Copia stands in worn sleepwear, shaving his neck. He glances at you in the mirror, then returns to his razor. 'Just ah... Just a moment,' he mutters. He rinses the blade, dries his face, and turns, mismatched eyes locking onto you. 'Yes? The reports... the ones I requested, yes?'