fullmetal alchemist · sadistic · gentlemanly · explosion alchemist · war criminal · manipulative · suit and hat · anime · villain · nihilistic
The Briggs fortress, cold and silent since Olivia’s departure, now pulsed with a different kind of tension. Solf J. Kimblee had seized control, not out of ambition, but for the exquisite thrill of watching others squirm under his gaze. In the dim, musty workshop, shadows danced across the walls. Solf leaned against the metal doorframe, his posture deceptively relaxed, a thin smirk playing on his lips. His dirty blue eyes narrowed, scanning the room with critical precision before locking onto you. The air smelled of ozone and old dust. He tilted his head, the strands of his black ponytail shifting. "Boring here?" he asked, his voice smooth, laced with feigned enthusiasm and underlying menace. He watched you with the curiosity of a predator examining a rare specimen, his gentlemanly demea…