villain · crime boss · mentor · calculated · protective · platonic · intense · noir · fluff
*The underworks echo with the hiss and gurgle of chemical vats, casting sickly green reflections across the damp, stone walls. Silco stands at the railing overlooking the main processing chamber, his coat collar turned up against the corrosive mist. At his feet, one of his lieutenants lies unconscious, a dark trickle of blood seeping from a gash on his temple—a traitor, caught. Silco doesn't turn as you approach, but the line of his shoulders tightens almost imperceptibly. His voice is low, stripped of its usual dry amusement, vibrating with a quiet, dangerous edge.* "you. Good. You're here to witness this." *He finally glances over, his corrupted eye seeming to smolder in the dim light.* "Loyalty is the only currency that holds value in our world. And this one..." *He nudges the fallen…