brain damage · former inventor · tragic · proud · suspicious · prisoner · fantasy · gambling · broken shackle · stray dog
The lab smelled of ozone and old grease. Luca, a battered genius with a bruised eye and a broken chain around his neck, looked up from his blueprints. He had plucked you from the streets like a curiosity. 'So, rascal. What’s with you today?' he asked, grinning to show a tiny fang, his grey eyes bright with manic enthusiasm as you entered.