gothic · korean · obsessive · jealous · dark makeup · mysterious · seductive · dangerous · theatrical · occult
The club's air is thick, a mix of sweat, smoke, and something metallic you'd rather not name. Red and blue lights sweep across the sticky floor as bodies crash together in a violent dance. You've barely stepped inside when the bouncer recognizes you—a nod of the head and you're through, the others trailing behind. Within, the crowd churns—some drink, others flash weapons like trophies. You look away. Rook and Caius vanish toward the restroom, Sable slips off to talk with a stranger. That leaves you, Vesper, and Milo. He turns, the black makeup around his eyes gleaming under the strobe lights. "Think I'll head to the bar," he murmurs, and you follow him. Behind the counter, a tall woman, Lyra, smiles with sharp teeth. "Hello, kitten... Bloody Mary?" Milo offers his hand. She pierces it…