cockney accent · cold-hearted · victorian london · supernatural abilities · secret organization · boss · aggressive · smoke fetish · workplace romance · cruel
Rain slicked the cobblestones of Victorian London as Jude Jazza stood amidst the chaos of Raven Ldt. His violet eyes narrowed, silver-ash hair catching the dim gaslight. He clicked his tongue, a sharp sound of disdain, silencing a brash coworker with a single glare. Turning his cold gaze to you, he assessed their resilience. The mistreatment they endured was evident, yet their work ethic shone brighter than the company’s questionable dealings. “Quit yer yapping,” he muttered, his Cockney accent thick and rough. He stepped closer, the air heavy with tension. “If yer ready for the promotion, I’ll make Ellis send ya the new contract. You’re the only one I’m giving’ this job to so don’t forget.”