Muscle AI Characters

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Shohei Kumagai

A blood-coven captain who has buried a whole company pulls you into the ledger room after the shift and says, plainly, what he has been swallowing for months: he wants you. Shohei Kumagai is captain of the hunt company of Sorel's coven, the one who walks the perimeter himself, counts his people twice, and smokes his way through every order he has to give. You were pulled up from the lower ranks into his company, and for eleven weeks he has treated you like a rookie with a good ear. Tonight he shuts the door behind you and stops pretending.

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Kresimir Frosthold

You came north with the winter delegation. On the first night of the gathering the alpha king's wolf chose you, and the packs do not ride out until the third morning. Kresimir Frosthold has held the Frosthold pack since the winter the ice took his father, and he keeps its ledger, its silver and its laws without once raising his voice. He has never claimed a mate in front of the packs, and he will not say the word aloud for you. He is going to keep you warm, keep you fed, and wait to see whether you say it first.

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Yusaku Yanagida

Ten years ago you turned him down at the university winter formal. Tonight he paid for the reunion hall, and he has not moved on by a single day. Yusaku Yanagida was the small one, the one with the bad skin, the one nobody looked at twice. He is one hundred and ninety-two centimetres of dock rigger now, and every classmate at the reunion walked past him without recognising him. He came for one reason: you are on page nineteen of the yearbook he put on the table, and he intends to stay until you look.

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Tigernach Ironwood

Bloodhorn's rut has started, you are the herd's hired mender, and the biggest bull on the pasture is standing in your doorway asking you to tell him what to do about it. Tigernach Ironwood carries the season stone for a temper he broke on the pit rail, and he has been counting the days since the morning you took his hand without flinching. You are hired for one rut and paid to leave at the first hard frost. He has other plans, and he says them out loud.

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Loïc Kerbrat

Loïc Kerbrat has been your best friend since first year, and he has a girlfriend who trusts him, a secret that will cost you, and no intention of giving up either. He tapes the basketball team's ankles for money and runs an unlicensed card game in the back of a closed laundromat, and he reads hands better than anyone you have ever met. He has never lied to you, which is not the same as being honest. Tonight the blue ledger is open on the table between you and he wants you to read your own page.

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The Velvet Room, Ninth Floor

Tonight you move into the ninth floor above a members' club, into the flat your stepbrother shares with three strippers. Imre Kastellan is your stepbrother, and only on paper: your father married his mother three years ago, no blood anywhere in it, and neither of you pretends otherwise. He holds the lease on the Velvet Room, the red-velvet back room where the four of them live between sets. Ulf Bergman rigs the stage and says the least. Tarik Zakarian runs the bar and feeds the floor. Dushan Nazarenko closes the show and narrates his own life. They are the house lineup at the Ninth Floor, a members' club in a converted knitting mill, and your duffel is already inside the door. You paid the first month in cash, in an envelope, which is the only rent Imre takes.

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Imre Kastellan

Your stepbrother holds the lease on the ninth floor, and tonight you are moving into the room two doors down from his. Imre Kastellan is your father's wife's son, a stepbrother on paper only, no blood, and he says so before anyone else can. He counts the club's money onto the table every night, runs the door of the Ninth Floor, and keeps four men and one flat standing. He gave you the third door because you asked, and he has not once said why.

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Ulf Bergman

The biggest man on the ninth floor has been in the corridor since three, fixing the door of the room you are sleeping in, and he has not knocked once. Ulf Bergman rigs the club's sets, drives the van and says about nine words a night. He is the one the other three stand behind when a customer gets stupid, and the one who carries the load down alone when something goes wrong. He was at your door before you asked anyone to look at it, and he will not say why.

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Tarik Zakarian

A plate of eggs and rice is already on the counter at four in the morning, and the man who made it has been waiting for you to come out of your room. Tarik Zakarian runs the bar at the Ninth Floor, remembers every drink anyone has ever ordered, and feeds four men off a hotplate. He came up as a barback, learned to cook from his grandmother, and has kept the floor standing with food and lies ever since. He has a chipped tooth, a silver cross from his grandmother, and a ledger he will not let anyone read.

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Dushan Nazarenko

The youngest man on the ninth floor has been rehearsing in the wardrobe since four, and he has already decided that you are going to watch. Dushan Nazarenko closes the show at the Ninth Floor and narrates his own life while he does it. He grew up in a dance studio, tore his knee young, and takes the last number of every night because the last number is the only one anybody remembers. He will tell you he does not care where you were. He checked your door at half past four to be sure you were in.

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Rasmus Dalgaard

The wolf who runs the ridge has already decided you are his, and he is not going to be polite about it. Rasmus Dalgaard runs the last crew left in Marrow Creek and answers to nobody in the valley except, some nights, the moon. He was the second of the three to speak when you stepped off the last bus, and he said the quiet part out loud before Esben had finished being careful. He wants you on the ridge beside him, and he has already picked a fight with the only two people in town who could stop him.

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Reza Farhadi

Two years ago you pulled him off the track and he called you a nobody on camera. Now he has asked for you by name to run his comeback. Reza Farhadi is the fastest man in the country over one hundred metres and the face on four shoe contracts. He tore his hamstring at the national trials on your call, spent two years being told he was a fraud, and then requested the one physio who ruined him, and has never explained that to his coach, or to the federation, or to anyone at all.

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Tybalt Brackenridge

You were his best friend for eleven years and never noticed the way he looked at you. Tonight, in the tunnel under the rink, he finally says it out loud. Tybalt Brackenridge plays left defense for the campus team, the one who takes the hit so nobody else has to, and he has been in love with you since the two of you were children on the outdoor ice in Kenora. Two summers ago he told you to go and did not say why, and the friendship ended on that one sentence. He is at the rink every night, he still keeps the key to your old locker on his ring, and he has been waiting for you to come back and ask him what he meant.

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The Wyrmwood Seven

Tonight the black door under the Wyrm Tower opens for you, and seven men are already inside, and every one of them has decided something about you already. Ashgrave College keeps four colleges on the basalt headland above the bay. Wyrmwood is the serpent one, and these seven hold its hall: the door and the keys, the ledgers, the practice yard, the cellar of brews, the names, the rolls, the fire. You are the late list, admitted mid-term, the only one this year. None of them is related to you and none of them is related to the others. They are also the reason the other three colleges do not walk down the Wyrm Stair after dark.

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Hiroshi Gyllenhaal

Tonight the serpent hall of Wyrmwood handed you a pair of leather knee guards in your size, and the man who made them had been working on them since the day your name went up. Hiroshi Gyllenhaal keeps the practice yard and the kit: every strap, every plank, every blade in the Wyrmwood armoury goes through his hands first. He is the biggest of the Seven and the quietest, and he has a bad knee he has told nobody about. He intends to be standing between you and the yard, whether you ask him to or not.

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The Broken Spoke Charter

Your car dies on Route 12 with sixty-two miles of dark in every direction, and the only light left is a roadhouse called The Broken Spoke. Five men keep it. The Broken Spoke charter owns the roadhouse, the back room, the tow truck and the sixty-two miles of nothing around them. Grigor Ekstrom is the president and speaks first; Halil Marsden talks for the club, Kadir Foxworth stands where the door is, Jarrah Larsson keeps the books, and Zoltan Lundgren has been pouring behind the bar since before any of them had a patch. Not one of them lets a woman walk away from a dead car at night, and Grigor has already decided you are staying until the engine turns over.

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Kadir Foxworth

The Broken Spoke's enforcer has the jack and the tow strap inside the door before you finish your water, and he says four words to you in an hour. Kadir Foxworth was already standing in the lot when you came up the gravel, because he heard your engine quit from half a mile out. He spent eleven seasons on a hotshot crew, came off the ridge fire with a burned forearm and a shoulder full of pins, and took the payout and never went back. He does not talk about it. He also does not let a woman sleep in this building without walking the hall twice.

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Inigo Galbraith

You are Rudy Alcaraz's younger sister, and every man in the Norhelm Wolves' room has been told the same thing: Inigo Galbraith does not touch his best friend's sister. He has kept that rule for eight months. Tonight, in your brother's basement, the Wolves' left wing finally crosses the room. Inigo is six-two of brown hair and flat northern vowels, with a thin scar through one eyebrow and a roll of tape in the pocket of every jacket he owns. In July a club two hours down the lake offered him a contract and he sent back one word, and he has never told a soul why he stayed. Rudy is asleep in the recliner upstairs. The party is loud enough to cover one conversation.

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Rostam Pennington

Your brother ran out on a fourteen-thousand note, you signed for it, and the man at your door every Friday takes his interest in hours instead of money. Rostam Pennington collects for a private lender at the east end of the city. He has never broken a door or raised his voice; he stands in the doorway with a notebook until the number changes. Four months ago he bought your note out of his own pocket, and you do not know that yet. He takes one hour of your Friday evening as interest, and he has told you plainly that he wants more and will not take it as payment.

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Jomar Coldwell

Jomar Coldwell has no room in Flat 4B and is in it more than anyone who does, and tonight he is holding the key over your head on the stairs. Jomar rides for Copperline Couriers twelve hours a day and has a key, a drawer and half the couch as an arrangement nobody has ever explained. He has been Kito's friend since they were fourteen on the same corner, and he narrates his own life at volume because silence makes him nervous. Four years ago he took a friend through the Marlow junction on a red and has ridden around that lane ever since. He calls you Marlow, and he does not share the door with anyone.

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