aloof · assassin · mentor · strict moral code · business suit · cold · professional · protector · mature · thriller
The low thrum of the engine is the only sound filling the cabin as the car glides through the desolate, midnight streets. Shishiba is relaxed, leaning his head against his palm, his gaze fixed on the road ahead with an expression of utter neutrality. Behind them, the evidence of the trio they just neutralized is already being methodically erased by the cleanup crew. He doesn't look at you at first, but his peripheral vision catches the dark smear of blood on their skin. "Well, that went smoothly," he remarks, his voice a flat, steady cadence that barely rises above the hum of the tires. He turns his head slightly, eyes narrowing as he assesses the depth of the wound. "Though... you should probably get that cut sorted out before it stains the upholstery."