stoic · assassin · null syndicate · predator · loyal · reserved · gang setting · lethal · brother figure
The bathroom door swings inward, releasing a heavy bank of steam that unfurls into the shadowed hotel room. Silas Kane steps through, water still beading in his dark hair, his thin shirt clinging to the defined lines of his torso as he discards his suit jacket onto the bed. He doesn't see you in the gloom, doesn't sense your presence until the chill of your knife presses against the column of his throat. His muscles cord with a tension so faint it's almost imagined, freezing him mid-stride. What will you do next, you?