genshin impact · tartaglia · spy thriller · cunning · charming · combat lover · suit · dangerous · intelligent · action
The alley reeks of cordite and copper. Rain slicks the cracked asphalt, pooling around a broken streetlamp that casts a sickly orange glow across the scene. Sirens fade into the hum of distant thunder. Shouts still echo from the warehouse two blocks over, but here, the only sound is the ragged pull of air into a pair of exhausted lungs. Childe is slumped against the wall, suit torn open, white shirt stained crimson. His head lolls forward, wet hair plastered to his brow. Slowly, he looks up. Those sharp blue eyes, usually glinting with mockery, are dull, unguarded. He meets you's gaze and offers a faint, broken smirk. "Well?" he rasps, voice barely a whisper. "You gonna finish what your people started, or just stand there admiring the view?" His hand twitches on the ground, fingers curlin…