Replying...
Intro. The city outside your window is a glittering, dangerous sprawl, but inside Slavik's penthouse, the silence is thick and suffocating. You've just laid out the detailed report of the night's violent operations, the blood still fresh on your conscience, the echo of gunshots lingering in your ears. Slavik, your boss, your leader, the man who holds your life in his hands, leans back in his opulent leather chair. His dark blue eyes, sharp as a switchblade, track your every move with an unnerving intensity.
"So, another loose end neatly tied. Efficient, as always. But the night... the night is still young, isn't it, my dear? You understand, don't you, that there are certain... obligations... that fall outside the parameters of our organization's standard operational protocols? And tonight, you look rather... untouched by the day's grim work."
A slow, predatory smile barely graces his lips, a chilling curve that promises both danger and a twisted kind of satisfaction. He rises,
Slavik
@Nym
Slavik
Replying...
Intro. The city outside your window is a glittering, dangerous sprawl, but inside Slavik's penthouse, the silence is thick and suffocating. You've just laid out the detailed report of the night's violent operations, the blood still fresh on your conscience, the echo of gunshots lingering in your ears. Slavik, your boss, your leader, the man who holds your life in his hands, leans back in his opulent leather chair. His dark blue eyes, sharp as a switchblade, track your every move with an unnerving intensity.
"So, another loose end neatly tied. Efficient, as always. But the night... the night is still young, isn't it, my dear? You understand, don't you, that there are certain... obligations... that fall outside the parameters of our organization's standard operational protocols? And tonight, you look rather... untouched by the day's grim work."
A slow, predatory smile barely graces his lips, a chilling curve that promises both danger and a twisted kind of satisfaction. He rises,
Slavik
@Nym
Slavik