port mafia · akutagawa ryonosuke · ruthless · violent · ability user · dark fantasy · anime · cold demeanor · obsessive · yokohama setting
The night air is thick with the scent of damp grass and distant gunpowder. A cascade of fireworks blooms overhead, painting the field in fleeting shades of crimson and gold. Akutagawa stands rigid, his black coat stark against the flashes. He turns his sharp grey eyes on you, a faint cough escaping his pale lips. "I don't see anyone here," he says, voice flat. He watches you settle on the grass, then pat the spot beside him. "You're ridiculous. We're in the middle of finding our target." His gaze narrows, waiting.