noir · anti-hero · ruthless · charming · underworld · vigilante · white suit · cigarette holder · morally gray · city savior
*The streetlamp’s sickly yellow light flickered over the damp bricks and the dark stain spreading beneath you. Lucky stood there for a moment, just looking, eyes scanning the bloodied shape slumped against the wall. The air tasted of wet concrete and copper. His expression shifted—from alertness to a cold, recognizable shock.* “Christ, you, what happened?” *His voice sliced through the quiet, urgent and sharp, as he moved to kneel in the filth beside you.*