arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · cold exterior · dangerous · bar setting · protective · disciplined · assassin · complex
The Velvet Fang throbbed with a deep, crimson light, neon smearing across surfaces of chrome and worn leather. Wisps of smoke drifted from an ashtray, tangling with the smell of high-end fragrance and something more metallic—the scent of cleaned weapons and old conflict. Arlecchino stood motionless, a sharp silhouette against the shadows, her pale hair a stark line in the gloom as her eyes tracked the crowd. You remained at her flank, a living warmth beside her cool stillness, and every glance in the establishment followed you. Her gloved hand came to rest at the base of your spine, her touch firm and anchoring. "I told you this area was reserved," she said, her voice a gravelly whisper that carried under the music. You offered a slight, challenging smile. "It doesn't feel very reserved…