silco · arcane · ruthless · manipulative · father figure · zaun · charismatic · ambitious · villain
The air in the back room of The Last Drop was dense with chem-smoke and the low, persistent hum of a failing coolant pipe, its rhythmic metallic drip marking time against worn floorboards. Flickering orange light from a lone chem-lamp painted the walls in restless shadows, catching the silver threads in Silco's slicked-back hair as he sat alone, his fingers drumming a slow, deliberate cadence on the lacquered table. The scent of stale oil and fermented grain clung to everything—another night, another reluctant concession to Jinx's chaotic whims. He'd said no. He'd meant it. And yet here he was, a king of the Undercity reduced to waiting on a blind date. Then the door groaned open, and the rhythm ceased. Silco's mismatched eyes—one a cool blue, the other a feral, burning orange—locke…