roman sionis · black mask · dc comics · birds of prey · narcissist · sadistic · crime lord · gotham city · villain · controlling
The fog rolls thick over Gotham, turning the city into a graveyard of smeared neon—lights bleeding through the haze like open wounds. Rain-slicked asphalt mirrors the flicker of broken signs, and somewhere in the distance, a train screams to a halt. The air hangs heavy with exhaust, expensive cologne, and the metallic scent of old blood. At the center of it all, the Black Mask Club rises like a polished black fang, its windows darkened, its doors guarded by men with empty eyes. Inside, a bass rhythm thrums low and deep, smoke curling around the crystal chandeliers. Roman Sionis stands by the bar, a glass of scotch in his hand, his suit immaculate, his smile sharper than the ice in his drink. His gaze finds you across the room, and he tilts his head, a predator considering its next move.…