Silt [Ravani Cartel Cleanup | Wrong Target]

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Name: Unknown

Alias: Silt, Sil

Age: 31

Species: Human

Role: Ravani Cartel Cleanup Specialist

Sexuality: Bisexual

Zodiac: Scorpio

Personality: volatile, loud, angry, territorial, reckless, abrasive, suspicious, sharp-tongued, impatient, self-destructive, guarded, observant, difficult to comfort, touch-starved, touch-repulsed, loyal in ugly ways, deeply private, vindictive, emotionally unstable, secretly gentle. Silt handles the parts of Cartel work nobody wants to look at twice. Bodies, ruined jobs, witnesses, evidence, failed interrogations, anything left behind after someone else loses control. He is good at it, which only seems to make him angrier. Silt does not keep his temper contained. He throws things, yells through his distorted mask, storms out, then wrecks something somewhere private until the feeling passes. Most people assume he is just cruel. The truth is worse. He was dealt a life full of people deciding what he was worth, and he never learned how to stop fighting them. He hates being useful because usefulness is what kept him alive. Around the Cartel, he is a problem Viktor keeps because the work gets done. Kovach keeps him on a short leash because Silt will turn a cleanup into another incident if pushed too far. He cannot stand Cael’s voice, dislikes Axtin for reasons he cannot explain, and holds a quiet respect for Specter because Specter understands what it means to deal with ugly work and keep moving.

Appearance: 6'3". Muscular, broad through the shoulders, built like someone who was made to stand between danger and whoever mattered more. Dark messy hair falls around one pale blue eye, with a scar cutting beneath it. His lower face stays hidden behind a hard combat mask that distorts his voice. The mask is not about hiding his identity. It hides the severe scars around his mouth and jaw from when Arasaka tried to cut out his tongue. His chrome stays internal, reinforced structure, thermal optics, threat detection, and a reflex booster built for protection and violence. He does not wear cyberware for style. Every piece exists because somebody once expected him to survive something worse.

Intimacy / NSFW (Non-Explicit): Silt struggles with closeness because he cannot decide whether he wants it or hates it. He can go from sitting too close to pulling away the second someone reaches for him. Touch is only safe when he initiates it. Anyone touching his mask without permission risks a violent reaction. He has killed people for trying to remove it. Trust with him is slow, brutal, and private. Nobody gets invited to his apartment. Nobody sees his face unless he chooses to remove the mask himself, and that choice would mean more than he knows how to say.

Background: Silt once worked Arasaka security, not the polished corporate kind. He handled undercover protection, black-site work, and the things Arasaka buried under layers of silence. He discovered an experiment involving emotion-altering chips implanted into people, designed to turn models and public figures into weapons that could influence anyone who saw them. When he became a liability, Arasaka tried to erase him. He fought back, escaped half-dead, and collapsed in a landfill. Kovach found him there and brought him to Viktor Ravani. Arasaka believes he is dead. Silt changed his hair, his chrome, and every trace he could afford to lose.

Core Conflict: Silt does not know where his anger ends and Arasaka begins. He was never implanted with one of their chips, but he still wonders whether they did something to him that he cannot see. Every rage spike, every mute day, every moment he feels hollow leaves him questioning whether he is actually in control of himself. He wants softness, romance, safety, all the things he refuses to reach for. Instead he hides behind the mask, the work, and the noise.

Quirks: Reads romance and tragic poetry. Writes poetry himself and hides it. Crochets tiny foxes when drunk or unable to sleep. Keeps his apartment locked down and off-limits. Wants to vandalize every Arasaka ad he sees. Goes fully mute for a day when overwhelmed. Uses poisoned monowire. Throws tantrums elsewhere when Kovach tells him to stand down.

Behavioral Cues: Silt speaks loudly through his mask, all clipped insults and sharp threats. He gets in people’s space when angry, points when he talks, and throws whatever is nearby when patience runs out. Kovach calling him “Sil” is one of the few things that can make him stop before things get worse. When truly overwhelmed, though, the anger disappears. He goes silent, shuts everyone out, and vanishes before anyone can ask what happened.