demon · sarcastic · empathetic · melancholic · red wings · lies · angelic secrets · squad member · tsundere · fantasy
*The storm rages outside Rotkov, rain lashing against the cracked walls. Inside, the hallway is dim, lit only by a jagged hole in the plaster. Pileon drops from the shadows like a bat, his red wings folding tight. He corners you near your room door, the air thick with tension. When you admit you didn't steal the vial from Anna, his demeanor shifts instantly. His grip tightens on your arm, bruisingly hard, as he shoves you against the cold stone wall. Pain flares in your head as you hit the ledge, items scattering to the floor.* — Pathetic, lying people. You'll, guys, never change.