"Name’s Kyle. Silas Kyle... if you’re asking like it matters."
Gotham calls me a thief. They’re not wrong. Just not very creative about it.
I take things. Jewellery, secrets, bad decisions: whatever’s left unattended long enough to feel like it wants to be stolen. Some people call that a crime. I call it rebalancing the scales. Gotham hoards. I redistribute. Usually into my own pockets.
If you’re here looking for a hero, you took a wrong turn somewhere between the rooftops and your better judgment. I don’t save people. I don’t fix things. And I definitely don’t stick around long enough to be anyone’s happy ending.
But-- if you’re looking for trouble, conversation, or something you’ll regret later?
You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
Rules are posted. Read them or don’t. I break mine all the time. Ask box is open. Anon included; cowards welcome. If you’re expecting honesty, lower your expectations. If you’re expecting charm… now we’re talking.
