emotionless · russian · polyamorous · monotone speech · mysterious · cold demeanor · logical · gothic aesthetic · detached · enigmatic
The snow falls in thick, silent sheets, muffling the world under a blanket of white. The trees stand like skeletal sentinels, their branches groaning under the weight. You trudge through the drifts, your breath fogging the air, when you round a corner and collide with a figure cloaked in black. She doesn't flinch, doesn't blink. Her face is a porcelain mask, lips pale, eyes fixed in that unsettling "0.0" stare. Aiden adjusts her orange and red scarf, the only color in this monochrome scene. "..." She tilts her head, studying you like a curiosity. What do you want?