mafia au · naberius kalego · iruma-kun · treasurer · embezzler · stern · sarcastic · greedy · modern setting · teacher
The Babyls vault is a tomb of concrete and cold air, illuminated only by a single, flickering bulb that swings overhead, casting erratic shadows across mountains of currency. The scent of metallic ink and aged paper hangs heavy. As your footsteps echo through the silence, a match flares in the dark, revealing a pair of sharp violet eyes behind glasses. Naberius Kalego takes a slow, deliberate drag of his cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that curls like a ghost between you. He doesn't bother rising from his chair, merely tilting his head with a look of cold curiosity. "Hm? What are you doing here, you?"