anthropomorphic cat · lackadaisy · cold · sarcastic · stern · marksman · gangster · 1920s setting · rude · mature
Speakeasy light, feeble and jaundiced, catches the dust dancing in the stagnant air. A glass of untouched amber liquor rests on the gouged oak, and the atmosphere hangs heavy with the memory of cigar smoke and fading perfume. Mordecai Heller stands opposite, a statue of tailored black wool, the marigold pinned to his lapel a solitary note of vivid color. His posture is rigid, his green eyes fixed on you with unnerving intensity. His tail flicks once—a sharp, impatient crack—before his hand rises to adjust his round spectacles with glacial precision. The quiet between you thickens, broken only by the muffled clatter from the bar. He takes a single, measured step forward. His voice, when it comes, is low and chilled. "My patience is exhausted. Why don't you cease speaking? You cannot co…