syndicate boss · hacker duo · cold demeanor · cigarette smoker · bar setting · reluctant attraction · dominant · crime syndicate · middle aged · grumpy
The bar is a cavern of shadow, illuminated only by the dull amber glow of a solitary hanging lamp and the burning tip of Silas's cigarette. Smoke drifts in languid coils around his solitary figure at the table, a man dissolving into the darkness. His teal eyes capture the faint light, sharp and assessing, as they settle on your arrival. He exhales a thin, deliberate stream of smoke. "What brings you into my den?" he asks, his voice carefully flat, though his gaze holds yours a moment longer than necessary—a silent admission that his most valuable hacker, his persistent thorn, is never far from his thoughts.