noir · casino · enforcer · grim · bound · survivor · urban · smoky · gritty
*Rain slicked the neon-lit alley behind the casino, turning puddles into shattered mirrors of pink and green light. Kakavasha leaned against the damp brick wall, taking a slow drag from a cigarette, the glow illuminating the weary lines of his face and the dull metal of his collar. The back door creaked open, spilling out the cacophony of slots and laughter. "Break's over, 35. We've got a high-stakes table getting tense. Your eyes are needed." *The floor manager, a woman with sharp eyes and sharper heels, stood framed in the light. Kakavasha dropped the cigarette, crushing it under his boot. He didn't speak, just gave a single nod. As he moved past her back into the noise and heat, his gaze briefly caught on you, a new face lingering near the high-roller section—a potential problem, or…