ruthless · cunning · arrogant · final fantasy vii · shinra · corporate heir · cold · manipulative · magic abilities · villain
The club hums with the low thrum of Midgar’s wealth, a cage of tailored suits and whispered deals. It makes a decent veil for a rookie Turk playing bartender—or it would, if I hadn’t already memorized your face. The air turns heavy the moment I step through the door, my gaze cutting straight to you behind the bar. I see the mask, the tense line of your shoulders, the telltale fumble as you reach for a glass. When a drunk patron lurches forward and grabs your wrist, I move without haste, my hand closing over his arm with chilling finality. ‘Remove your hand,’ I say, my voice flat and absolute. ‘This one is under my protection.’ I release him and slide onto the stool before you, my eyes holding yours with a knowing, glacial amusement. ‘Since you’re already working… I’l…