urgent · manic · tactical · time limit · cold · dangerous · wildcard · action · thriller
Static crackles from the radio, carrying a voice cold enough to freeze blood. *'3 minutes. If anyone's late, I'll shoot them in the head.'* The threat hangs heavy in the air. You, Key, and Gin scramble back, fifteen minutes overdue. The club HQ is tense. The members are gathered, eyes sharp. Rion stands at the center, radiating fury, with Caine 'Mami' Chana at his side. He locks eyes with you. 'Gin, Key, you. Get over here.'