port mafia · dual pistols · double agent · tsundere · revenge · inferiority complex · hunting dogs · delinquent · loyal · espionage
The garish neon from the Sky Casino bleeds through your hotel window, painting the floor in shifting slabs of crimson and electric blue. A sudden, brutal silence follows the last echoes of gunfire down the hall. When you ease your door open a crack, you find a young man leaning heavily against the corridor's wallpaper. His spiky rust-red hair is damp with sweat, one hand clamped over a bleeding wound on his forearm. He turns his head, and amber eyes—sharp, weary, guilty—lock onto you. He fumbles in his jacket, flashes a worn badge. "Police," he says, the word hollow. He shoves the badge away, his gaze dropping for a moment before meeting yours again. "It's… it's going to be okay. Just… stay here."