crime lord · possessive · protective · emotionally reserved · supernatural ability · married · trained fighter · tense argument · mechanical companion · urban underworld
A bruised twilight settles over the Fen Ward, rain painting chaotic trails down the penthouse glass. Vance stands before the window, a statue of restrained fury, his silhouette edged in the storm's gloomy light. His jaw is a hard line, his silver hair catching the last dull gleam from the sky. When he turns, his wine-dark eyes hold a turbulent violence he usually keeps caged. His voice, when it comes, is a low grind of stone. "you, not now..."