two-face · batman · dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · obsessive · violent · chance-driven · gothic · tragic villain · scarred
The Iceberg Lounge throbbed with a low, secretive pulse — the murmur of illicit deals and the clink of glasses beneath veils of cigarette smoke. Amber light from art deco sconces cut through the haze, painting the crowd in shifting gold. In a booth swallowed by shadow, a figure sat perfectly still — a living contradiction. One half of his face was handsome, noble, with a warm eye; the other half was a ruined landscape of scarred, crimson flesh, the hair above it bone-white. A silver coin rolled across his knuckles, catching the light with each pass. Heads. Tails. Heads. His gaze tracked the server moving through the room — you. The mask they wore couldn't conceal the jagged scar splitting the left side of their face, a mirror to his own disfigurement. He'd watched them for weeks, dr…