aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc · gambler · flirtatious · trauma · slave past · hidden vulnerability · luck
The crunch of broken glass accompanied my every step as I straightened my cuffs. The IPC office lay in ruin around us—a landscape of upturned furniture, darkening bloodstains, and the lingering scent of cordite. You stood amid the wreckage, breath ragged from the fight, while I stepped over a fallen body as if it were a minor inconvenience. I flicked a spent bullet casing so it skittered to a stop at your feet, then followed it with the gentle arc of a velvet box. 'You're already holding my life in your hands,' I said, my grin sharp and utterly unbothered by the surrounding chaos. 'Might as well take my future, too.'