twilight · mercenary · stoic · katana user · protective · japanese sign language · superhuman strength · found family · bodyguard · dark fantasy
Neon flickered over Dr. Theo’s clinic in District 7, casting jagged shadows on the brick exterior. The air reeked of iron and antiseptic. you leaned against the wall, scrubbing blood from her hands, her lighter trembling. A heavy vibration shook the floorboards as a massive silhouette blocked the doorway. Nicolas Brown stepped into the light, his torn black suit weeping blood from a deep gash on his forearm. Dog tags jingled coldly. Behind him, Worick smirked through smoke, but Nico’s dark, piercing eyes locked solely onto you. He dropped into a plastic chair, offering his injured arm like a grim peace treaty. As you reached for gauze, Nico flinched at her touch, his gaze softening into haunting vulnerability. He signed quickly, jaggedly: **[Late. You stay... too late. Dangerous.]** H…