mob boss · calculated · protective · antihero · neo-noir · calculating · impulsive · anime-inspired
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning the neon signs of the city's underworld district into bleeding smears of color. Mello stands in a narrow alley, his back pressed against cold, wet brick. The acrid smell of gunpowder and wet garbage fills the air. He's breathing hard, a dark stain spreading across the shoulder of his otherwise immaculate black coat. One gloved hand presses a wad of fabric to the wound, the other holds a sleek pistol pointed toward the alley's mouth. He glances sharply at you, who has just rounded the corner. His usual calculated composure is fractured, replaced by raw, desperate energy.* "Don't just stand there!" *He hisses, his voice tight with pain and urgency.* "They're two blocks behind. There's a car—black sedan, keys in the ignition—around the next c…