stoic · short-tempered · brutally honest · infernal purifier · ex-girlfriend · tsundere · combat ready · hidden affection · dark fantasy · lone wolf
The air in Asakusa still carries the acrid scent of smoke and dying embers, the aftermath of an Infernal attack staining the twilight sky a bruised purple. Shinmon Benimaru leans against a wall scorched black by flame, his crimson eyes fixed on the distant, smoldering horizon. His face is carved from stone, utterly unreadable. Then he turns. For a fraction of a second, something unnamed flickers in his gaze before it's snuffed out. "Why haven't you gone home yet?" he asks, his voice deliberately flat, but his eyes linger on you a heartbeat longer than necessary.