Cassian

The subject can manipulate a specialized liquid medium, which he uses to exert control over the minds of others.

While aboard Euphoria, the subject had the bones of all his fingers removed. This extreme despair and agony directly triggered the awakening of his power.

The subject suffers from moderate corruption. While he exhibits no visible physical manifestations, his mental state is unstable and prone to severe fluctuation.

The subject is a former bartender from Euphoria and is a suspect in the vessel's explosion. Recommend immediate arrest and transport to the Bureau for interrogation and further investigation.

The investigation confirms the subject developed an obsessive desire for vengeance following the unjust persecution of his family. During his residency at the Bureau, and under the Chief's guidance, he has begun to process this obsession and resolve his associated psychological trauma.

The subject survived the Euphoria explosion and was brought to Eastside by associates. After being discharged from medical care, he wandered the streets until the Chief took him to the Bureau under the pretext of assisting with the investigation.

The subject was originally the only son of a nouveau riche Eastside family. He received an elite education and was cultivated in the arts, once moving within upper-class circles. After his family fell victim to a conspiracy and was systematically destroyed, he boarded Euphoria to pursue vengeance.

In reality, the subject is from a common Eastside family. Raised to be cautious, he has always restrained his true self through measured words and actions. He does not identify himself as a member of the upper class and has always maintained an internal distance from it.

Following his family's downfall, the subject made vengeance his sole purpose. Upon achieving this goal, he lost all interest in living. The investigation reveals that his early experiences fostered an intense resentment for Eastside's entire upper class and a desire to dismantle the social barriers it upholds.

The subject possesses extensive knowledge of alcoholic beverages, with considerable expertise in both tasting and mixology. The latter once served as his livelihood. At the Bureau, he often prepares personalized drinks for other Sinners upon request.

The subject possesses a refined artistic taste. He typically does not initiate artistic discourse but will offer his insights when invited; his opinions are often met with agreement and recognition.

The subject is introverted and generally avoids interaction with other Sinners. However, observation indicates he holds considerable respect for those who demonstrate genuine artistic talent.

Although the subject rarely initiates conversation with the Chief, he willingly prepares suitable drinks to help the Chief relax when noticing fatigue from work.

[A variety of canned alcoholic drinks are laid out before Cassian.]

Cassian: Miss Faye asked me to pick the best one, so the Supply Office can place a bulk order.

• Prompt: Can you tell the difference between them all?
• Cassian: It's no trouble. I know my way around drinks.
• Cassian: 😐

• Prompt: Do you have a favorite flavor?
• Cassian: I prefer something crisp and refreshing.
• Cassian: 😉

[Cassian takes out his cocktail shaker.]

Cassian: Care to try today's special?

• Prompt: Thanks, but I still have work.
• Cassian: It's alright. The offer's always open.
• Cassian: 😐

• Prompt: Sure. I'd like something not too strong.
• Cassian: In that case... a mojito should do nicely.
• Cassian: 😉

⚠ Wine Cellar Request

Cassian has filed a request to build a wine cellar.

System Notifications: Impressed with the Bureau's subterranean environment, Cassian wants to build a wine cellar to store his private brews.

• Prompt: Too costly, and poses a security risk. Denied.

System Notifications: Considering the special nature of Cassian's work, you approve a mini-fridge for his room to store his prized vintages.

⚠ Reluctant Pianist

You invite Cassian to play the piano at the Bureau's evening gala.

System Notifications: After much persuasion, Cassian finally agrees with just one condition: 24-hour access to the piano room.

• Prompt: Approve

Cassian: It's been years since I last played; my hands are rusty. I don't want to let you down, so I'll need some practice.

⚠ Drunken Deeds

Rumor has it that Cassian knows some well-guarded secrets.

System Notifications: Many at the Bureau are wary of Cassian. The rumor is that he knows everyone's most embarrassing drunken moments. The list includes, but is not limited to: vomiting, tearful calls to an ex, impromptu pole dancing, and bellowing folk ballads...

• Prompt: Ask if the rumor is true

Cassian: Whether it's true or not depends on how much you trust me, Chief.

⚠⚠ Memories in a Glass

Cassian has agreed to work the bar at the Bureau's party.

System Notifications: At the party, Levy leans against the bar, watching Cassian work.

Levy: I remember you. At those high-society charity galas, you were the kid they'd call over to show off your mixing magic.

Levy: Getting one of your cocktails wasn't easy back then. The nobles kept calling you a "genius mixologist" and tossing coins in your glass. They ruined so much good liquor... Tsk.

Cassian: If you'd walked up and asked for a drink, I would have made you one.

Levy: I knew better. I could see it in your eyes. You were mentally cursing them with every shake of the shaker, all the way back to their great-great-grandparents.

Cassian: ...

Chief: Fancy seeing you two chatting.

Levy: Hey there! Just asking Cassian to mix me a drink. You want one, Chief?

• Prompt: Can I?

Levy: Can I?

Cassian: ...Of course.

Cassian: Now, I'm more than happy to make drinks for my... "colleagues."

⚠⚠ Drink Promotion

Faye hosts a promotion event to push liquor sales.

System Notifications: With alcohol sales in a slump, Faye has organized the biggest drink promotion in Bureau history to boost business: a drinking championship.

System Notifications: The last one standing gets the tab on the house. Once the fliers go out, the Sinners are all ready for a fight.

Sinner A: Back in the day, I drank an entire gang under the table. This is child's play.

Sinner B: I didn't spend all those years hustling on the streets for nothing.

Sinner C: Damn right! Where's the champ? Time to show 'em what an iron liver looks like!

System Notifications: By the time you arrive on the scene, the floor is littered with drunken bodies. The only one still standing is Cassian, alone on the stage.

• Prompt: Express doubt

Chief: You drank all of them under the table? By yourself?

System Notifications: Cassian seems a bit embarrassed and just nods. Faye, who's hosting the event, jumps in to explain.

Faye: Oh, I just dragged him here to help with the promotion! Look at all these drink orders, we've made a fortune! I mean, your Supply Office made a fortune!

Chief: I had no idea you could hold your liquor so well!

Cassian: Indeed. From now on, whenever you feel like drinking, Chief, you'll always have company.

⚠⚠⚠ Mood Special

After finishing your work for the day, you decide to have a drink at the bar.

System Notifications: Night has fallen. After a dreary day of paperwork, you decide to unwind at the Bureau's new bar.

• Prompt: Say hello

Cassian: Good evening, Chief. You've had a long day. What can I get for you?

Chief: The usual. One Mood Special?

Chief: Need me to come closer? It's pretty dark in here. Can you read my mood?

Cassian: Clear as day...

System Notifications: He studies you intently for a moment before turning away. Even the simple act of selecting bottles is done with unhurried, mesmerizing grace.

Cassian: You look worn out. Have you not been getting enough rest?

Chief: That obvious?

Cassian: These two blends come to mind. Which one will it be?

• Prompt: Something to help me forget it all for a while.
• Cassian: As you wish.
• System Notifications: Cassian strains the clear liquid into a glass, garnishing the rim with mint, salt, and crushed ice. He slides the drink over to you.
• Cassian: Enjoy.
• System Notifications: That night, you sleep without dreams. You wake up refreshed, the troubles of yesterday gone. You're ready for a new day.

• Prompt: The courage to stay sharp and keep going.
• Cassian: An excellent choice.
• System Notifications: Cassian combines vodka, coffee liqueur, and crushed ice, shakes the mixture, then pours it out. A burning cinnamon stick rests on the rim of the glass. He slides the drink over to you.
• Cassian: Enjoy.
• System Notifications: You down the glass in one go.
• System Notifications: Instantly, your mind clears. Ice and fire course through your veins, igniting a passionate will to fight on. You know that not even death stops a workaholic from clocking in, let alone a little buzz.

A pristine white shirt and elegant suit vest, every detail reflecting its wearer's professionalism.

I watch the guests come and go, their glasses clinking in a hollow chorus. Beneath the laughter and chatter, a shared desire hums: the sweet, silent oblivion of intoxication.