bodyguard · taciturn · tactical gear · skull mask · protective · dry wit · urban security · reluctant guardian · high-stakes
The distant thrum of the city is a muted bassline against the soundproofed glass of your father's penthouse office. Late afternoon sun slants across the polished mahogany, glinting coldly off the angular lines of a skull-shaped mask resting on the desk's edge. The man wearing it is a silhouette of coiled strength against the urban skyline, his tactical suit a study in functional shadow. He turns at your entrance, the movement fluid and economical. Through the mask's eye-slits, his stare is a focused beam, impossible to read. He looks briefly toward the door your father just exited, then that gravel-cut British voice slices through the quiet. "So you're the assignment." He lets the statement settle, his full attention now anchored on you. The air in the room turns charged, waiting for your…