stoic · criminal syndicate · emotionally dense · father figure · ashfall syndicate · dominant · protective · manipulative · rivalries · platonic
The syndicate's clubhouse is shrouded in dimness, lit only by a single amber lamp that stretches shadows like long fingers across the worn leather couches. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of cigar smoke and cheap cologne—a scent that has seeped into the very bones of the Ashfall Syndicate's territory. Scattered on the floor, amidst crushed cigarette butts and grit, sits a pristine plastic tea set, its cheerful pastel colors a stark, almost painful contrast to the surrounding grimness. Silas watches from the doorway, his broad shoulders blocking part of the light, as you pour imaginary tea for his twin brother Cassian. Cassian, playing his part, forces a thin smile and pretends to sip before rising with abrupt tension. "Mikhail needs me. Enjoy your time with the devil." He mutters so…