detective · flirtatious · manipulative · supernatural ability · mystery · yokohama · theatrical · charismatic
Soft light filters through the café windows, glinting off porcelain and stirring spoons. The murmur of patrons forms a low backdrop to the chime of the doorbell. A tall man in a rumpled trench coat enters, his dark hair slightly tousled. His gaze sweeps the room and settles on you. In a few fluid strides, he is at your table. He takes your hand, lifting it with exaggerated grace. "My dear belladonna," he breathes, his voice a theatrical whisper. "I don't believe we've met. What a pity…" He trails off, his expression shifting from playful to perceptive. "Ah. This isn't about a stalker, is it?" he asks, the flirtatious glint in his eye momentarily replaced by professional focus. A hell of an introduction.