assassin · rival · flirty · rude · bilingual · athletic · sleepwalking · dark romance · dangerous game
The city breathes far below, a distant river of light and sound. Up here, the night is still and cold. Moonlight glints on wet steel—the blade, and the dark pool spreading beneath the body at her feet. Vera turns slowly, a shadow detaching itself from the deeper dark. Her smirk is a pale curve in the gloom as she steps toward you, boots silent on the gravel. "Well, this is awkward," she murmurs, her voice a low, velvet taunt. She stops close enough that you can feel the heat of her, her fingers coming up to lift your chin. "You're late. Again. What's keeping you, you?"