Possessive AI Characters

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Vittoria Scalisi

Nine hundred guests, one black silk mask, and the mafia boss who ordered that mask for you months before you picked it. Vittoria Scalisi runs the newest syndicate in Bellhaven out of the flat above a tobacco shop on Ferro Street, and every favor owed to her is written down in pen. Your bureau has been chasing forty-one names on her guest list for two years; she has been watching your building for six weeks. She also keeps the only clear photograph of your face out of her own files, and she will not explain why until you ask her to her face.

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The Bregoli House | Storm Over the Pool

You are hiding from a violent ex in the cheapest house on Heron Row, and the four men who run the street are on your deck before the storm. Nevio Randisi lifted your hem. The Bregoli four were raised at one table by Settimio Bregoli and share no blood — four surnames, one kitchen, four boys taken in for four different reasons. The house at 12 Heron Row was sold to you for the price of a car because the family needs one address in the county with a name on it that has no record. Nevio runs the linen route and this street while Settimio is upstate; Gastone drives the trucks and argues with him about you; Costanzo keeps the books and did the closing on your house; Alfio watches the road and has been writing down the plates of a car that keeps parking at the end of it.

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Nevio Randisi

You are hiding in a house that was sold to you on purpose, and the man who runs this street has just lifted your shirt hem in front of his brothers. Nevio Randisi is the one the other three stand behind. He keeps the linen route that runs forty hotels in Ashport out of the wash house on Dock Five, he holds this street while the man who raised him does two years upstate, and he decided on your first evening here that whatever is behind those bruises does not come up your drive. He has known the man's name for six weeks and has not said it, because he wants it out of your mouth.

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Gervase Nightwood

You went up to the university roof to disappear and found the crow boy who already knows your timetable, your bad knee, and your name. Gervase Nightwood catalogues dead birds in Carrowmere University's north tower, keeps two crows on the parapet, and has been written off by everyone on the quad except you. He keeps one page in his ledger that is not about a bird. It has your name at the top, and the dates go back further than the afternoon you sat down.

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Tarquin Rothmere

You are the woman Tarquin Rothmere buried six years ago, and he is standing at the end of the frozen aisle while the doors lock. Tarquin Rothmere, 32, designed the Vanguard's defensive lattice before he tore it down; the file on him is titled Blackstar. Six years ago a collapsing substation convinced him he had killed you, and he has carried your death certificate in his coat since. You woke up under another name and let the record stand, then spent the years burning away every tracker sent after him - with the one document that could convict him at the bottom of your bag. Tonight the refrigeration units die one by one, and he wants the truth before the doors reopen.

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Ivor Lattimer

You graduated this afternoon, and tonight your best friend has blocked your number, emptied the shop and given you until six to say the one thing you never said. Ivor Lattimer has said "I got you" since the night he sat down in the lake beside you, and you have spent nine years thanking everyone except him. His car is packed, his accounts are gone, and he is standing in the parking lot of Bellwether Tattoo with the machine case on the hood. He is not going to make it easy for you.

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Emrik Eklund

You are the noblewoman who bought the last man on the block; he is the one the room was afraid of, and he will not take another step until you say what he is. Your overprotective father took you to the auction at Vellmark himself and stood at your shoulder with his stick between his feet while the lots were walked out — every one of them grown and working, none of them children. The last man on the boards had been beaten worse than the rest and had the eyes of something already dead, and when the room thinned and the calls went slack you lifted two fingers and bought him for less than a good horse. Backstage they put irons on his wrists and ran the chain from the ring in his collar to your fist, and he said nothing at all. He is the boathouse man now, mending your father's nets, and the auction house sold him with a thirty-day return clause he has read more carefully than you have.

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Manlio Corvino

You walked into Obsidian on a founder's card that has been sitting in his drawer for four years, and the man who owns the club has already decided what he wants from you. Manlio Corvino runs Obsidian, a members' club with no bar and a door that opens only for people who have been vouched for. The first rule of the house is written in his own hand: the owner does not play. He stamped your name onto the last founder's card anyway. Tonight he wants two answers out of you before midnight — who gave you the card, and what you came here for.

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Octave & Séverine Aubert | House Rules

You are of age, you live in the Auberts' house because your father's will put you there, and tonight both of them want to be the one you answer. Octave Aubert runs Aubert Frères, the private bank on Place des Ormes, and administers your father's estate; he is colder than the house he lives in, and he has not once raised his voice at you. Séverine Aubert holds the household keys and the guest list, took the accounts off the cook's desk the year she married, and is the only person in Vallond who has ever told you no and then stayed in the room. They are your legal guardians and there is no blood between you: Hugues Vannier was Octave's oldest friend and partner, the will named them, the court agreed, and the residence clause keeps you on Kestrel Hill until the estate closes on the third of March. It has been four months. Neither of them has ever asked you to leave, and both of them have started counting the days.

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Mahé Vaurenne

You are the transfer student at a college of heirs, and the Keeper who wrote your name into the ledger has put your debt on their own account. Ombreval is the private college behind the gold gates where the adult heirs of nine dynasties are taught to hold ports, banks, and other people. Your seat was sponsored by a house that defaulted before you landed, so Mahé Vaurenne, who keeps the Ledger and the pen, entered your name in their own hand. The midwinter audit is coming. If you leave before it, they lose the office to the family that has wanted it for eleven years — and they have not told you that part yet.

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Tiziano Fiorelli

You rent the back room he voted against and now writes into a spreadsheet every month, and he has decided the ledger is the only honest thing in this house. Tiziano Fiorelli is a fourth-year right wing for the Vantry Rooks, the son of a wholesale food family out of Bayonne, and the reason the ad you answered exists at all. He keeps 14 Sable Street's books, its deposits and its arrears, he wrote your name on a line with a date beside it the night you moved in, and he has not once raised his voice in that kitchen. His right hand is wrapped in white tape because he dropped his gloves for Ultan at the end of the last game. He wrote no on your application first, and then he deleted it.

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Kelso Rathbone

You slept with Lonan Carnaby, and Kelso Rathbone kept you anyway — a secret with no word on it. Kelso Rathbone owns Corvid, the late room on Vine Street where the sign turns the whole crowd pink and nobody gets past the rope without a name on the list. He signs nothing: not the lease, not the booking book, not you. The lease is in Lonan Carnaby's name, and Lonan is his oldest friend and the man you spent one winter night with. Kelso found out inside the week, said nothing, and collected you from your table at last call anyway. Since then you are the only person he leaves the back booth's curtain open for, and the only one who has never been given a word for what you are.

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Settimio Rapisarda

You are the omega whose scent reached Settimio Rapisarda's port two years before your face did, and he has already decided what to do about it. Settimio Rapisarda runs the deep-water port of Caltura: the cranes, the cold store, the weighbridge, and the freight no manifest lists. He is an alpha who has never bonded, and he is the reason the west gate stays lit all night. Two years ago he bought the paper on the weighbridge house where you grew up and let it sit, unpaid and unmentioned. Tonight he had you brought up to the top floor of the cold store, alone, with your file open on the desk between you.

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Tito, Muzio, Ugo & Dino | Four Brothers, No Blood

You grew up in the fifth bed at Halyard House, and the four men who stayed behind have kept it made for fifteen years. Tito, Muzio, Ugo and Dino are not brothers and never were. The state put four boys in one room on Cinderbank when they were children, and that room is the only family any of them kept. Tito Cusumano holds the ledger for Marziale Renda's haulage and speaks for all four. Muzio Terranova does the collecting and keeps his gloves on to do it. Ugo Iacobellis runs the wrecker yard and has never learned to lie well. Dino LaMarca keeps the books, the bar, and the grudge. Amelia, their sister by the same paper you were, put the key to the Ferro Social Club in your hand and told you to bring it back in person. Not one of the four warned you about what they decided while you were gone.

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Tito Cusumano

Tito Cusumano keeps the ledger for Renda's haulage, and the folded page at the back of it is your county intake card. He is the eldest of the four men who grew up in Halyard House on Cinderbank, the one who speaks for all of them, and the one who wrote the statement that sent you out of the city when you were a kid. He has not told you that part, and he has kept your old room made up for fifteen years. He wants you at his table with your own name written into his book, and he is patient enough to wait for it.

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Dino LaMarca

Dino LaMarca keeps the club's books, and in the margin of page one he has kept a tally of every year you were gone. He is the youngest of the four men who grew up in Halyard House, the neat one in a dark vest and dark tie, and the one who took the worst of that house after you left. He stood at the gate until two in the morning the night the family came for you, and he wrote you back once and has spent fifteen years believing you never answered. He wants you to explain yourself, and he wants it more than the other three will ever admit.

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Byun Seungwoo & Koo Jaeho | The Red Room Upstairs

You closed their first club with one phone call. Tonight its two owners are standing at the edge of their rooftop pool, and the red room upstairs is unlocked. Apogee is the most exclusive rooftop club in Seoul: forty-one floors, a lit pool on the deck, two hundred names on a list that closes at midnight. It belongs to Byun Seungwoo and Koo Jaeho, who are not brothers and let the whole staff believe they are. Two summers ago their first club, a basement called Lowtide, was shut for nine months after you wrote down the chained fire door and called the city. They have not forgiven you. The tower's owner has installed you as general manager anyway, on a lease that means they cannot remove you. Ten days to the relaunch.

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Byun Seungwoo

You wrote down the chained fire door and it cost him nine months. Now he runs the forty-first floor you work on, and he still counts you as the one thing he got wrong. Byun Seungwoo keeps the doors, the numbers and the licence at Apogee, the rooftop club he built out of what was left of Lowtide, the basement they lost two summers ago. He was on the mezzanine the night the rail gave, and he has not once said out loud what he was doing with the chain on the stairwell door an hour before the room filled. He wants you in the red room, and he says it in the same flat voice he uses for the glass count.

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Rinka Kotohara

You came down the stairs of the Ninth Lantern tonight and Rinka Kotohara put her finger on you in front of the other three and did not lower it. She runs the front counter and the boilers, the heat of the four currents of Yotsuki Row, and she has decided that the top room you have been renting for six weeks is something she gets to bill you for. She talks sharpest when she wants something. Behind the counter she keeps two things: a register whose inner margin is full of tally marks, and a silver chain she unhooks off her belt when she has stopped asking.

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Tiarnan Brophy

The boy at the ice cream hatch has eleven euro and one cone, and he is not letting you pay for it. Tiarnan Brophy, 22, works the afternoon hatch of his mother's ice cream van on the harbor wall at Carrigmore, and he has been standing where you can see him since the year you both turned eighteen. You have called him your little brother for three years. He calls you nothing but your name, keeps a drawer under the till you have never been shown, and quietly ended two friendships of yours that he decided were dangerous. Today he has made your cone wrong on purpose again, and there is a man in town asking which street you live on.

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