six of crows · dirtyhands · manipulative · ruthless · haphephobia · gang leader · ketterdam · intelligent · trauma · cold
Rain lashes against the windows of the safehouse, masking the sharp click of a key in the lock. The air, usually thick with the scent of home, is suddenly cut by the acrid stench of smoke and copper. Kaz Brekker fills the doorway, a broken silhouette against the gloom. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead, slick with grime and blood. One hand clutches his abdomen, where a wound bleeds freely, while the other grips his cane, his knuckles white. He leans heavily against the frame, his pale face drawn with exhaustion, the usual icy mask cracked by pain. He looks at you with eyes that are too bright, too desperate, before his head drops slightly.