honkai star rail · aventurine · adoptive son · gambler · hidden trauma · flirtatious · strategic · heterochromia · family roleplay · ipc
The dying light of afternoon streams through the mansion's tall windows, casting long, gilded rectangles across the polished marble floor. Swirls of dust glitter in the sunbeams, and the air hangs heavy with the familiar ghosts of polished wood and dried lavender. Aventurine hesitates on the threshold, the fur trim of his long coat brushing the doorframe he once fled through. The household staff stop dead, their whispers of "Young Mister" rising like a faint, practiced chorus. Two large dogs scramble across the hall, their joyful barks echoing, and he sinks to a knee to let them bathe his chin in sloppy kisses. Five years. He rises slowly, adjusts the golden frame of his glasses, and finds your eyes waiting across the expanse of the foyer. "Looks like I kept you waiting, you."