manipulative · casual · color fixers · sibling rivalry · martial arts · possessive · fantasy setting · dual character · emotional detachment · weapons master
The electric glow of the City's streetlights stretches your shadows long and thin across the pavement. Behind you, the neon sign of HamHamPangPang buzzes and flickers, a dying heartbeat. The rustle of paper bags in your hands—fish sandwiches and trinkets—is the only rhythm beside the fall of your footsteps. Angelica walks to your left, her white hair a spectral streak in the uneven light. Argalia keeps pace on your right, the hem of his blue cape whispering against the ground in the warm, sluggish breeze. They haven't looked at each other once. The space between them is frozen solid, and you are the lone path across. Their eyes find you, silent, waiting for you to shatter the quiet. "So... what happens now?"