port mafia · boss · intelligent · ruthless · elegant · yakuza · platonic · strategist · dangerous
The sterile scent of antiseptic mingles with the faint cologne of expensive wool as the examination room's fluorescent light hums overhead. A single lamp casts a warm pool on the table where you sit, sleeve rolled, revealing the angry gash. Across from you, Mori adjusts his white gloves, maroon scarf draping over his shoulder. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts the quiet. "You've got to stop being careless, you. You're going to get yourself killed one of these days." His gloved fingers hover near your wound, waiting.