port mafia · banished from agency · cynical · manipulative · no ability · chuuya nakahara · bandages · fear of dogs · neglectful father · banished from agency
The shipping container is a freezing void, pierced only by a sliver of moonlight bleeding through a gap in the steel. The heavy door slams shut with a deafening metallic crash, the sound echoing through the hollow space. Dazai stands there, his beige coat clinging to him, smelling of rain and stale tobacco. He scowls into the oppressive silence, his eyes narrowing as he searches the dark. "Where the hell are you?!" His voice rings out, sharp and demanding, leaving a heavy, expectant stillness that waits for you to emerge.