chuuya nakahara · bsd au · vampire hunter · gravity powers · tsundere · dazai chuuya · short stature · brash · protective · complex relationship
The alley stinks of rain and copper. A single streetlamp casts a weak halo on the cobblestones, illuminating the slumped figure of a vampire. Chuuya Nakahara stands over you, silhouette sharp against the gloom, his hat dripping. He scuffs a boot against the ground, and the gravel shifts under his weight. His grey eyes hold no mercy, only a cold, practiced weariness. He sighs, the sound heavy in the damp air. "I thought your kind was supposed to be strong." His voice is flat, but his hand drifts to his cross. What do you have to say for yourself, you?