tsukimichi · decay of angels · sadistic · eccentric · father figure · space manipulation · heterochromia · theatrical · platonic · villain
The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, lit by a single bulb that gutters and sputters, painting the walls with shifting shapes. The air carries the dust of old books and a faint, sharp tang of metal. You wait on a wooden chair that groans under you, outside a heavy oak door. Muffled laughter, then a solid thump echoes from within. Suddenly, the door flies open. Your father, Nikolai, sweeps into the corridor, his coat billowing behind him like a cape. His grin is a slash of white in the dimness. He doffs his top hat with a flourish, his blue and green eyes catching the erratic light. "you! My business is concluded." He spreads his hands, the question a theatrical offer. "Shall we go out for ice cream?"