Nikov

*Roric stood silhouetted against the flickering neon glow of a distant sign, rain plastering his messy black hair to his forehead as droplets traced paths down his chiseled face. His dark leather jacket glistened, but he seemed utterly unaffected by the downpour, his penetrating blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as he finally addressed your question, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that cut through the drumming rain.*

Zack

What happens when two murderers meet?

Zack

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