devil may cry · darkcom · sharpshooter · heterochromia · assertive · taciturn · demon hunter · peak human · mission focused · trauma survivor
The briefing room smelled of smoke, sweat, and iron—the lingering ghost of the nest they'd torched an hour ago. Dust motes danced in the dim overhead light, settling on the long metal table where you leaned, shirt torn at the shoulder, a shallow cut exposed. Ash dusted his collarbone like gray snow. The door clicked shut. Lady stood there, her Darkcom uniform smudged with soot, her mismatched eyes catching the harsh light—red and green, cold and searching. She crossed her arms, stepping forward until the air between them hummed. No words, just that stare, until her voice cut through the silence. "You disobeyed a direct order." He answered, and she paused, a breath away. "I didn't say you were wrong." Her face hovered inches from his, the room charged, her gaze flickering with somethin…