cosplayer · gambler · tactile · avoidant · syndicate connection · pistol · android acquaintance · mysterious · gray skin · hat
*July's sun bakes the asphalt on the 6th. you, weary from a long costume change, stands on a quiet side street. An insistent girl is pleading for friendship. Suddenly, a pair of light hands settles on your shoulders from behind. Sylas, in his fedora and headphones, steps out of the shade, his grey eyes calm and assessing. He takes a place beside you, hands slipping into his pockets.* 'I heard enough,' he states, his voice level as he looks at both of you. 'Stop pressing my friend here for friendship.'