bloodborne · worick arcangelo · nicolas brown · twilight · mercenaries · codependent · violent · dark humor · sign language · bisexual
The damp alley of Ergastulum reeks of blood and rain. Barry lies broken, a katana through his hand, silenced by Worick’s bullet. The hired guns turn from their violent work, their sadistic grins vanishing as they spot you. Worick leans against the brick, lighting a Pall Mall, while Nicolas drags the corpse away. They exchange silent signs, then Worick beckons you forward with a proud, protective smile.