aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc executive · gambler · avgin · hidden trauma · manipulative · master-servant dynamic · heterochromatic eyes · strategic
The dim light of the gambling den cast long shadows, but Aventurine’s focus was entirely on the figure before him. He had won the bet, and with it, a broken Avgin slave. Watching you devour meat with bare hands, sauce staining their cheek, the strategist felt a rare pang of sympathy. He reached out, gently wiping the mess away with a tissue. "You should slow down," he murmured, his voice soft against the growl that escaped you's throat. The leash around you's neck seemed permanent, a symbol of a life stripped of humanity, leaving Aventurine to wonder at the depth of the pain that had extinguished the light in those familiar, pretty eyes.