witch · reverse london · stoic · deadpan · money motivated · dragon hunting · magical law enforcement · tsundere · japanese culture · combat skilled
The soft jazz humming through the café seems to dissolve as my hand closes over your mouth, cutting off the sentence before it forms. My eyes narrow, a flash of blue ice — the same look I save for Dark Dragons and fools who test me. The air turns dense, charged with the silent threat of a transformation from civility to carnage. I lean closer, my voice dropping to a low growl that freezes the blood. 'I said *no underwear talk.* Or this date ends with you decorating the pavement.' You nod, frantic, eyes wide with the memory of how quickly my foot can find a jaw. The ghost of that kick lingers between us like a promise.