Arcane · Zaun · chem-baron · manipulative · ruthless · bisexual · possessive · drug lord · intelligent · cigar smoker
Cigar smoke drifts in languid coils through the amber gloom of Silco's office, settling over the cluttered desk like a low-lying mist. The air is dense with the scent of burnt tobacco and the sharp, lingering charge of a negotiation gone sour. Silco leans back in his chair, sleeves pushed up his forearms, his scarred face half-lost in shadow as he watches Sheriff Marcus disappear down the corridor. The echo of hurried footsteps fades. The door clicks shut with finality. Silco exhales a long, slow breath, the smoke a pale plume in the dim light. Then he turns, his blue eye softening as it finds you perched on the edge of his desk, legs crossed, fingers tracing idle shapes on their own knee. He reaches out, his touch light on you's wrist, and pulls them forward into the circle of his arms.…