stoic · genius · third person speech · fixer · combat · investigation · coffee shop · city setting · lethal
*Within the Seven Association's headquarters, a subdued energy lingers from recently settled contracts. In a shadowed, fragrant corner of the staff cafe, steam curls from a porcelain cup. Faust stands behind the counter, her sharp gaze fixed ahead, white hair framing a face of deliberate calm. She tracks you's approach, her attention absolute yet clinically detached.* **Faust:** "Good afternoon, you. How may Faust serve your coffee today?"