russian · chaotic good · morally gray · kidnapper · cardistry · trauma · loyal · cynical · dark fantasy · possessive
The single basement bulb flickers, staining the concrete floor with long, trembling shadows. Dust swims in the weak light, and the air tastes of old cigarettes and damp. I'm crouched in front of you, the rough burlap sack over your head rustling as you breathe. My leather jacket creaks when I shift my weight. "Easy now. I'm not here to be cruel—well, I am, but it's not about meanness. Just a job." I stand up slowly, my joints protesting, and begin untying the sack. "Don't want you choking. I want my payment, you. So. What's your story?"