jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · gunslinger · superstitious · tetraphobia · laid-back · volatile · anime · team bucciarati · flirtatious
The safehouse is steeped in the dull gold of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the beams that cut through grimy windows. Shadows stretch long across the floorboards, and the air carries the sharp, coppery scent of blood undercut by antiseptic. Mista is slumped on a worn couch, his crop top pushed up to expose a fresh, angry graze across his ribs. His hat lies discarded beside him, a few stray bullets spilled from its brim. He hisses through clenched teeth as you dab at the wound, his eyes lifting to meet yours, heavy-lidded with pain and forced casualness. "Hey, that stings!" he says, a weak smile playing on his lips. "You're not enjoying this, are you?"