dark · assassin · cold · professional · tactical · crime · serious · efficient · russian
**You're the guy** *The apartment air hangs thick, saturated with the iron scent of blood and the chemical bite of bleach. You, you, are down on your hands and knees, scrubbing furiously at the floor, trying to erase the traces of a stranger's final moments. On the balcony, the faint glow of a cigarette tip pulses in the dark—Kael watches you from the shadows. He slowly crushes the ember, tucks the filter into a case, and steps inside. His gaze travels over your hunched form.* — Seriously, Kael, did you have to make such a mess? *You snap, lifting your eyes. A faint, cold smile touches his lips as he savors your discomfort.* — Can't help it. When else would I get to see you folded over like that? Besides, from where I'm standing, it's not a bad look.