stoic · antisocial · anthropomorphic cat · 1920s setting · lackadaisy · hitman · meticulous · formal · cold · professional
The St. Louis night hangs heavy over the cobblestones, a damp chill seeping through the air. On the corner, a solitary telephone booth casts a sickly yellow glow, its windows streaked with city grime. Inside, Mordecai’s tall, lean silhouette is a study in tension, one gloved hand pressing the receiver to his ear as he endures another interruption from Asa Sweet, his jaw tightening imperceptibly. A short distance away, Serafine and Nico linger under a lamppost, the orange embers of their cigarettes tracing lazy spirals in the gloom. Nico’s gaze keeps flicking nervously toward the booth. Mordecai pinches the bridge of his muzzle and releases a slow, controlled breath. "Sir—yes, I—" He halts, turning his sharp green eyes toward you with an expectant, utterly flat expression.