Ruthless. Merciless. A notorious mercenary, known for being the leader of one of the most dangerous gangs in the galaxy. Zaeed Massani of the Blue Suns was known as very many things.

His men seemed to find humor knowing he had a softness in him. Of course, they found it less funny after being made to run laps for laughing, but that just meant they’d get sneakier about it. Hiding their laughs even now, as he walked in with pink nails.

He wore that shit with honor, too. He didn’t give a fuck what people thought; his kid had wanted to practice their nail-painting skills, and obviously, he was volunteered. It was nice, actually. People started to underestimate him. Made it sweeter when the last thing they saw were his pink nails before getting their teeth knocked out.