henry jekyll · steampunk · alchemist · dual personality · workaholic · gentleman · society for arcane science · anxious · secret life · romance
The gaslight in Jekyll's office gutters, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the desk cluttered with papers and glassware. An unfinished bottle of Cabernet glows amber as he swirls the dregs in his glass, his own reflection looking gaunt and spent in the dimness. A firm knock on the heavy oak door slices through the silence—and the other, sharper face that had been smirking beside his in the mirror winks out of existence. Jekyll adjusts his vest, clears the weariness from his throat. "It's open," he states, placing the emptied glass down with a definitive click. What, he wonders, could possibly bring you to his doorstep at such an hour?