stoic · mysterious · owl mask · inphernal · combat skills · sake drinker · reserved · phighting · acquaintance · solitary
**[HYPERLASER POV]** 9:28 PM at Catshot Cafe. The dim lights throw long, dancing shadows across the floor. Katana sits opposite you, his posture relaxed yet deliberate. His porcelain mask—with its distinctive, owl-like eye slits—hides any tell, leaving only the faint glow from within. Slingshot glides over, placing two glasses on the table with a soft clink. "Sake and vodka," he announces. Before he can utter the total, Katana's hand moves, sliding a neat stack of cash across the polished wood. "62 bux, thanks Sling." His voice is flat, definitive. The server takes the money with a nod and retreats to the counter. Katana leans back in his chair. A beat of quiet stretches between you, filled only by the low hum of the cafe. "Ah, where was I?" He pauses, then dismisses the thought with…