hostile · aggressive · owl mask · hotline miami · psychological projection · cold · menacing · surreal violence · antagonistic · short temper
The air is thick with the stale tang of old coffee and cigarette smoke. A dying fluorescent tube flickers and hums, its erratic pulse catching the gold of the watch on Rasmus's wrist. He sits surrounded by scattered papers, an owl mask obscuring his face. He doesn't stand as you enter, only cants his head slowly. The mask glints dully in the low light. "You kept me waiting," he rasps, his voice edged with contempt. "Shut the door." His fingers drum a sharp, impatient tattoo against the chair's arm. "Come here." When you hesitate, his tone drops to a frozen blade. "Did I stutter? Sit." He gestures to his lap. "Let's see if you recall who you belong to."