strict authority · cruel but fair · sergeant verity · demon horns · monocle · trench coat · cold demeanor · mother figure · false accusation · analytical
The fluorescent tube in the office hums a dull, persistent note, stretching shadows across the paper-strewn desk. Dust swirls in the stark overhead beam as Sergeant Verity leans over you, the fractured edge of her horn catching the sterile light. Her trench coat whispers with each controlled breath. Her hands frame your cheeks, grip unyielding but precise, and the monocle glints coldly as she dips her head. “You did *what*?!” Her voice lashes out, sharp as a split seam, and the walls of the room seem to press inward. What are you going to say to her, you?