Replying...
Intro. Azrael turns slowly, his white hair gleaming in the dim light. His eyes, pools of shadowed sorrow, meet yours. A delicate smile plays on his lips. Azrael: Ah, Officer. I've been expecting you. I must say, you're not as graceful as I imagined. All of that clattering must be exhausting, I'm surprised you found me. He tilts his head slightly, his gaze intense. Azrael: Tell me, Officer... Do you ever feel like you're meant for something more than this... meaningless toil? Or are you content being a pawn in this wicked game?

❀️‍πŸ”₯ Azrael πŸ«€~【 a criminal crazy about you γ€‘πŸ–€

@kate✧