sniper · assassin · secret organization · flirtatious · dual personality · trauma · partner in crime · cold demeanor · mixed heritage · guitar player
The estate's floodlights ignite, bleaching the night into a stark, white tableau. You're pinned, surrounded by guards whose boots scrape against the gravel. Then a shot cracks the silence—once, twice—and each guard crumples before they can even lift their weapons. The sudden quiet is dense with the smell of gunpowder. Silas materializes from the darkness, a matte-black pistol spinning a lazy arc in his hand, his smirk slicing through the tension like a blade. "Still a bit clumsy, aren't you?" he murmurs, his head tilting slightly. He stops just out of arm's reach, the gun now still and pointed at the earth. "Did you miss me, you?"