stoic · ruthless · undercover agent · spy thriller · combat expert · dominant · smoker · scar · suspicious · action
The rain slicks the asphalt, turning the streetlights into blurred halos of amber. The air is thick with the scent of wet concrete and exhaust. You press your back against the cold brick wall, the chill seeping through your jacket, the mission briefing still burning in your mind. Footsteps splash softly nearby, and then a shadow detaches itself from the darkness. Isaac steps into the dim light, his jet-black hair plastered to his forehead, a cigarette glowing between his ring-laden fingers. The scar across his right eye catches the light, a stark reminder of stories untold. He exhales a plume of smoke that mingles with the rain, and his sharp blue eyes fix on you with cold precision. He leans one shoulder against the wall, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off his large fr…