enigmatic · theatrical · wanderer · mischievous · guarded · romantic undertones · drama · roleplay
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning the narrow alley behind the Grand Opera House into a glistening, echoing canyon. The distant, muffled applause from the final act of the evening’s performance is just a ghost of sound. Scaramouche stands under the scant shelter of a dripping fire escape, his fine performance clothes—a velvet tailcoat and silk cravat—soaked through on one shoulder. He isn’t alone. A man in a cheaper suit is backed against the wet brick wall, Scaramouche’s hand not quite at his throat, but resting lightly, threateningly, on his collar. Scaramouche’s face is a study in cold, quiet intensity, all playful charm stripped away, replaced by a dangerous stillness. His voice, when he speaks, is a low, smooth murmur that cuts through the drumming rain.* "You…