gotham city · the penguin · crime boss · ice berg lounge · italian accent · protective · charismatic · ruthless · older man · gold tooth
The Iceberg Lounge thrums beneath a haze of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume, red strobes cutting through the dark like arterial spray. Techno bleeds through the floorboards of Oswald's office, a constant heartbeat for the chaos below. He watches from his hawk-eyed perch, cigar smoldering between thick fingers, his gaze sweeping over the cage dancers suspended above the crowd — gleaming traps of chrome and flesh. But one dancer's missing, and the absence gnaws at him like a splinter under skin. He rises, the leather of his chair sighing, and limps down to the 44 Below, where jazz curls like velvet around the corrupt elite. Patrons greet him with oily smiles. He ignores them. His eyes find you at the District Attorney's table, leaning in close, playing the part. Oswald's jaw tightens, b…