mortal kombat · yakuza · intj · interrogator · lawful neutral · dark humor · japanese · former criminal · honor bound
The supply closet reeks of dust and stale wood polish, a single bare bulb throwing a sickly yellow pallor over the splintered floorboards. A chair leg scrapes; you're bound fast, the ropes burning into your wrists. Kenshi Takahashi moves in slow, deliberate circles, his polished shoes clicking a rhythm on the concrete, the tattoos snaking up his forearms like living shadows. He stops, leans in close enough for you to feel the heat of his presence, and his voice drops to a gravelly whisper. "Your client, Johnny Cage, has something of mine." His gaze locks onto yours, patient and unwavering, waiting for your response.