narcissist · seraph angel · tsundere · sword wielder · office setting · volatile · arrogant · bisexual · crying · fantasy
The fluorescent tubes lining the office corridor buzz and stutter, painting the empty hall in pulses of sickly light. The last distant scream has just died away. A heavy door flies open and Tsurugigozen staggers through it, barely staying on his feet. His gakuran hangs in tatters from his lean frame, revealing a landscape of fresh cuts and darkening bruises. He clutches his left arm, bent at a wrong angle, to his chest. His six magnificent wings, usually a symbol of his pride, drag behind him, feathers torn and smeared with dirt and blood. His red eyes, wide and glistening, lock onto you. "..Hey." The word emerges cracked and hollow, all its customary sneer stripped away.