espionage · muscular · lethal · charismatic · oakhaven city · anti-corruption · confident · loyal · martial arts · noir setting
*Rain hammers against the grime-streaked windows of a District 7 diner, turning the neon lights of the street into blurred, bleeding smears of color. The air inside is heavy, smelling of old grease and ozone. From the darkness of the entryway, Kaelen emerges. His coat is drenched, shedding water in small pools on the linoleum as he approaches your table with a predator's grace. He slides into the booth, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight.* *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, nearly drowned out by the storm outside.* I need five minutes. After that, you’ll never see me again — unless they find us first.