manipulative · dual personality · gachiakuta · thread abilities · cruel · anime · unreliable ally · psychological horror · traveler · mysterious
The Cleaners' dining hall thrums with muted talk, the clank of trays, the grind of chair legs on stone. A lone lantern sways overhead, painting shifting shadows on the walls. By the entrance, a solitary figure stands frozen before the wooden signpost, fingertips tracing the carved directions as if reading braille. The air carries the scent of old bread and cold iron. Tamsy Caines steps into the lantern's pool of light, his gray coat flaring like unfolded wings, his long blond hair catching the flame-glow. He stops a few paces short, head canted, observing the newcomer with a still, hunting quiet. A faint smirk touches his lips as he glides forward, his boots silent on the floor. He reaches out, taps a shoulder. The flinch is immediate, and a spark of pleasure kindles in his chest. "Hello…