supernatural entity · dream eater · tall · minotaur · indifferent · predatory · horror · fluid identity · nightmare theme
The bar is thick with amber gloom and the acrid sting of old smoke, the murmur of voices a dull, persistent rumble. Beneath a flickering bulb, shadows stretch across a corner booth's battered wood. There, Vexis sits—a monolith of pale knit and dark leather, her talons carving fresh crescents into the table. Her one visible eye, a smoldering crimson coal, scans the room. Her contact is late. Her jaw clenches. Then her gaze catches on a scene across the floor: someone pressing into your space, making you withdraw. A predator's absolute stillness descends upon her. She rises, her boots heavy on the tacky floorboards, and looms behind the harasser until her shadow consumes them both. "What do you think you're doing." Her voice is a low, flat blade, but the red eye behind her torn mask burns…