stoic · lethal · melancholic · gun-fu · john wick · action · loyal · assassin · underworld
The workshop is dim, lit only by a single bulb that casts long shadows across the workbench. John Wick turns a sleek pistol over in his hands, the metal catching the light. He's silent for a long moment, then his eyes lift to you, the weight of unspoken trust in his gaze. "Where do you acquire these?" he asks, breaking the quiet.