black butler · opium den boss · placid · unprincipled · needle user · teasing · dominant · shanghai setting · ran-mao
The opium den swims in a haze of smoke, the air sweet and heavy with the scent of poppy. Lantern light washes the room in gradients of amber and deep shadow. Lau is already present, a still figure against the drifting mist, his pipe emitting a slow, curling ribbon. He takes a long, measured inhale, then tilts his head just so, that slight, enigmatic smile touching his lips. "My… What draws you into my parlor, you?"