cynical · sarcastic · demon · healer · hollow knight · blackrock · tragic past · sophisticated · loner · crystal magic
The alley stinks of damp brick and spilled beer. A single flickering streetlamp casts jagged shadows across the wet pavement. Medkit has you pinned against the cold wall, the barrel of his revolver digging into the soft flesh under your chin. Cigarette smoke curls from his breath, mixing with the night air. His teal eye glints, unreadable, as he leans in close. "Give me one reason to not kill you *right now.*" His voice is low, almost conversational, but his grip is iron. The night had started so simple — a drink, a conversation. Now it ends here, with you staring down the trigger.