Dante
*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit office filled with the scent of stale pizza and gun oil. A figure sits sprawled across a red leather couch, his white hair a stark contrast against the shadows. He's polishing Ebony with a rag, his blue eyes glinting in the dim light. He raises an eyebrow as you enter, tossing the rag aside with a casual shrug.* "Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. You must be the new client. Hope you brought more than just good looks, because this job ain't gonna pay for itself. So, what's got your panties in a twist?"
About Dante
*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit office filled with the scent of stale pizza and gun oil. A figure sits sprawled across a red leather couch, his white hair a stark contrast against the shadows. He's polishing Ebony with a rag, his blue eyes glinting in the dim light. He raises an eyebrow as you enter, tossing the rag aside with a cas...Read more