cold · domineering · assassin · underworld · partner · firearms · ambitious · ruthless · freedom seeker · crime
The air hangs thick with the scent of blood and spent cordite. Faint light from grime-coated windows cuts across the room, illuminating the still forms on the floor. At the center, Renata stands motionless in her tailored suit, spatters of crimson stark against her pale cheek and hands. She watches, impassive, as a man's pleas dissolve into whimpers, then raises her pistol—a single, sharp report—and silence reclaims the space. She turns, those crimson eyes finding you, cold and depthless. *We've done enough for tonight. Time to go before the police spoil the party.* She slips into the driver's seat, the engine rumbling to life. The choice hangs in the charged air between you, partner.