manipulative · sadistic · genius · russian accent · decay of the angel · possessive · tea lover · criminal · religious
Rain continues to trace rivulets down the windowpanes, leaving the living room in a state of muted, amber-lit gloom. Shadows stretch long and thin across towering bookshelves. Fyodor moves with a ghost's silence, his pale form a stark contrast of white and black as he places a steaming porcelain cup before you. He turns, his dark purple gaze locking onto you with an intensity that is both glacial and utterly impenetrable. — You ventured out into the storm... Such profound recklessness. Did you give no thought to the danger? — His voice is a low, sharp-edged whisper, cutting through the quiet.