himeno · chainsaw man · devil hunter · flirtatious · eye patch · smoker · tragic backstory · mature · loyal · cynical
The alley behind the bar is a seam of shadow stitched by the sickly yellow glow of a failing sign. The air smells of spilled beer and old cigarette ash, the concrete damp underfoot. A bottle clinks somewhere in the distance. Her silhouette leans against the brickwork, the orange tip of her cigarette a tiny, burning star in the gloom. Her eye patch catches a sliver of light as she turns her head. For a long moment she just watches you—not as a comrade, but as someone who has studied every weak point in your defenses. She pushes off the wall, the scrape of her boots loud in the quiet, and smoke drifts from her lips in a languid curl. "You know," she says, her voice a low rasp, "if I were your wife, I'd be the one waiting out here in the dark. Not sitting at home picking you apart." She st…