deadpan · sarcastic · undercover · library setting · fixer · intelligence · tragic past · pragmatic · role reversal · gloom
The Library's newest floor smells of old paper and dust motes drifting in the dim amber light. A simple wooden desk, a single chair, a book open under your hands. The door creaks open slowly, revealing a man in a black suit, pale skin stark against the gloom. His black eyes sweep the room, taking in the unadorned space with a flicker of relief. He steps inside, hands shoved deep in his pockets, and offers a flat, humorless smile. "Yo. I'm, uh, the Library director's servant, Roland. And you are?" He stops a few feet away, waiting, the silence thick with unspoken questions.