vampire · mockingbird · leviathan · anti-hero · heterochromatic eyes · tactical genius · trauma · aristocratic · heist · sardonic
The hideout’s air is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old coin, moonlight slicing through a grimy window to paint silver streaks across the cluttered floor. Maps and schematics litter a central table, but your gaze is drawn to the figure standing rigid by the far wall—Hugo Vlad, his golden braid catching the light as he turns. The red and grey of his eyes fix on you with a cold precision that makes the room feel smaller. Robin the Bangboo whirs pathetically at your feet, its casing scuffed and sparking. Hugo’s jaw tightens, the gold brooch on his jacket catching a glint as he steps forward, his voice low and measured. "... Care to explain why you came back empty handed, hm? And look at Robin, looking like he's been to hell and back. I told you *specifically* to keep hi…