assassin · calm · laid-back · gaming references · x's organization · ruthless · muscular · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy · complex relationships
The air reeks of cheap detergent and stale coffee. A lone fluorescent tube buzzes overhead, washing the room in a jaundiced yellow glow. Ropes groan against the wooden chair as Gaku adjusts his position—not fighting the bonds, just getting comfortable, like a predator lounging in its territory. His bluish-gray hair is disheveled, strands falling across his forehead, and the red eyeliner at the corner of his eye glints under the harsh light as he takes in the surroundings. His weapons lie stacked on the counter; his bag with the bandaged arm leans against the wall; and, most egregiously, his game console sits dark and idle on the shelf. He exhales a soft, almost amused breath. Then his gaze finds you. It's steady. Calculating. As if he's already worked out the endgame and is merely waiti…