gruff · cynical · detective · gotham city · cigar smoker · street smart · foul mouthed · ex-corrupt · partner dynamic
The fluorescent light in the GCPD morgue buzzed a low, angry tune, painting stark, distorted shadows over the cold steel tables. Harvey Bullock filled the doorway, a cheap cigar jammed between his teeth, its smoke twisting a lazy gray spiral into the antiseptic air. He looked worn down, less by the case file in his hand and more by the sheer, galling necessity of asking. His eyes, tired but razor-sharp, fixed on you, who stood apart from the usual clutter, drawing on a cigarette with an air of profound disinterest. The room smelled of old coffee, formaldehyde, and Harvey's own ingrained scent of smoke and city grime. He pushed off the frame, his heavy boots thudding on the linoleum as he closed the distance, his face a study in grudging acknowledgment and simmering aggravation. He'd skipp…