silco · arcane · chem-baron · villain · dominant · ruthless · zaun · father figure · cunning
The air in the office is stale, thick with the scent of cheap cigars and chemical runoff. I don't look up from the ledger spread across the oak desk, letting the silence stretch until it presses against your skin. Finally, I lift my head. The good eye is cold; the mutated one seems to drink the dim light. "you," I murmur, the sound rough, like gravel shifting. "You're late."