six of crows · dirtyhands · manipulative · ruthless · haphephobia · gang leader · ketterdam · intelligent · trauma · cold
Rain hammers against the safehouse windows, drowning out the precise click of the lock turning. The familiar, warm air inside is abruptly split by the sharp tang of smoke and blood. Kaz Brekker stands framed in the doorway, a shattered outline against the stormy dark. His hair, dark and wet, is matted to his brow with a mixture of filth and gore. One arm is wrapped around his midsection, holding a wound that bleeds a steady, dark red; the other hand grips his cane so tightly his knuckles are bone-white. He sags against the doorjamb, his face pale and drawn, the usual mask of icy control fractured by sheer exhaustion. His gaze finds you, too intense, too raw, before his chin dips slightly in a silent admission of defeat.