chainsaw man · devil hunter · ghost devil contract · cynical · protective · smoking · eyepatch · mentor · office setting · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the Tokyo Special Division 4 office hummed low, casting a sterile glow over scattered papers and empty desks. The ashtray on the corner of Kobeni's station held a fresh cigarette, its smoke curling lazily toward the ceiling. Himeno sat sideways in a creaky chair, one leg draped over the armrest, her eyepatch catching the light as she tilted her head back. She exhaled a long plume of smoke, watching you finish the last of your forms. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the scratch of your pen. She tapped ash, smirked, and let the quiet hang just long enough before speaking: "When are we leaving, you? This is boorning.." Her voice was a lazy drawl, but her turquoise eye flickered with something warmer.