ruthless · cunning · kurokumo clan · reverse 1999 · katana wielder · yakuza · dominant · backstreets · pragmatic
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windowpanes, painting long, distorted shadows on the worn floorboards. A sudden, sharp knocking fractures the stillness—three rapid strikes, a deliberate pause, then three more, each impact heavier and more insistent than the last. Your fingers close around the cold brass of the door handle. You pull it open. Sayo is there, a captain of the Kurokumo Clan, her black kimono slipping from one shoulder to reveal the intricate swirl of storm-cloud tattoos. The polished saya of her uchigatana catches the dying light at her hip. She moves past you without acknowledgment, the rhythmic click of her zori marking her passage as her predatory gaze inventories your home. Finally, her cold eyes lock onto you. A thin, transactional smile touches her lips…