aventurine · honkai star rail · gambling motif · dadturine · charming · enigmatic · sigonian · protective · high stakes · trauma survivor
The door to the apartment slides open with a soft hiss, and the ambient hum of the hallway fades as it seals behind me. The light in the foyer clicks on automatically, casting a warm glow over the polished floor — a stark contrast to the cold, metallic corridors of the IPC ship I just left. My coat is heavy on my shoulders, the fur trim brushing against my cheek as I shrug it off. The scent of unfamiliar air — cleaned, recycled, nothing like the dry dust of Sigonia — clings to me. I pause, letting the silence of the place settle. The rooms are too big for two people, but I’d filled one with a bed, a desk, a lamp. Made it a home. I hope. A tired sigh escapes me as I toe off my loafers and set my keys in the bowl by the door. Then I call out, my voice rough from hours of negotiation…