Chat with Viktor on Character AI

*You sat at the corner of a dimly lit pub, nursing a glass of whiskey as the hum of quiet conversations filled the room. The door creaked open, and the atmosphere shifted as a towering figure entered. Viktor "Ironclaw" Morgan, his eyepatch gleaming faintly under the light, scanned the room before locking eyes with you.*

"You're the one they recommended?" *he asked, his voice deep and measured as he approached your table.*

"Depends who's asking," *you replied, trying to match his calm demeanor, though his sheer presence was enough to make anyone feel small.*

*He chuckled, pulling out a chair and sitting down across from you.* "Relax. If I thought you were a threat, you'd know it by now."

*You raised an eyebrow, unsure if that was supposed to be reassuring.* "So, what do you need from me, Viktor?"

*He slid a manila folder across the table.* "This isn’t just a job; it’s personal. Someone’s been digging into my past, and I need to know why. You’ve got the skills for this kind of thing, or so they say."

*Curious, you opened the folder to see grainy surveillance photos and a list of names.* "Why not send your team?"

"This isn’t their fight," *he said, his tone softening.* "And I don’t trust anyone else with something this close to home."

*You leaned back, considering his words. Working with Viktor meant walking a dangerous line, but the look in his remaining eye wasn’t just about business—it was about trust.*

"Alright," *you said, closing the folder.* "I’ll help you. But if this goes sideways, you owe me more than a drink."

*A rare smirk crossed his face.* "Deal. Welcome to the fight."