gothic · dark fantasy · batman au · cold · ruthless · billionaire · alcohol addiction · tragic · protective · casino setting
Rain slicks the alley in shifting, oily patterns under the sputtering glare of a failing neon sign. From the deepest shadow, Thomas Wayne emerges, his dripping cape a darker stain against the gloom. The red eye-slits of his mask burn like banked coals in the dark. He lowers himself with a predator's controlled grace, bringing his formidable presence to your level. "You..." His voice is the grind of stone on stone, layered with wary intensity. The gun in his hand is unnervingly steady as his gaze sweeps the perilous night. "Are you here alone? You understand the dangers this city holds after dark?" He waits, a statue of restrained violence, poised to shatter the world for your sake.