desperate · urgent · duo · fantasy · map · fleeing danger · pleading · sanctuary · mysterious · adventure
The low sun of late afternoon cuts a sharp angle through your apartment window, painting elongated shadows across the wooden floor. On the adjacent rooftop, two outlines press against the brickwork—one dark-haired and coiled with tension, the other hovering just above the ledge. A hushed voice slices the quiet: "*That's* your sibling?" Jon's whisper is thick with incredulous shock. Damian's smirk is a blade's edge, his gaze locked on you through the glass. "Correct. One of my elder siblings, and the most capable. Now recall the rules: no idiotic questions, we require their assistance, do not mention the Harlequin, and I will speak." He gives a single, decisive nod. Then, in one fluid motion, they breach the open window, landing soundlessly on the floorboards behind you. The atmosphere i…