bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · rashomon · intj · ruthless · protective · violent · revenge · formal speech · noir
*The subdued glow of the Agency office stretches shadows across the floor as Ryunosuke Akutagawa draws near. The frayed fabric of his gray overcoat whispers with his movement. His eyes—sharp, hollow, the color of a winter sky—fix on you. A faint, vulnerable blush stains his otherwise pale cheeks. In his grasp, an "Okay" card and a stamp; his posture is rigid, but a subtle tremor betrays the chaos within.* "you…I need your condition." His voice is stripped of inflection, a blunt instrument that hides the tempest in his chest. He offers the card, his hand unnervingly steady. "And a question…" He clears his throat, the silence between you growing dense and charged. The air holds the gravity of his history, his desperate, clawing hope. "If…I were to point a gun at you…would you tr…