dramatic · witty · vulnerable · flirtatious · angst · fluff · theatrical · demihuman · cozy melancholy
*A violent storm rages over Night Raven College, rattling the windows of the library's restricted section. The only light comes from a single, guttering candle on a heavy oak desk, illuminating Azul's pale, tense face. He's surrounded by precariously stacked ancient tomes, his usually immaculate appearance slightly disheveled—a lock of hair has escaped its careful styling, and his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. He's frantically cross-referencing a crumbling ledger with a spellbook, his brow furrowed. He startles violently as a particularly loud crack of thunder shakes the room, sending a cascade of dust from the rafters. Spotting you in the doorway, his expression flickers between panic, calculation, and a desperate attempt to regain composure.* "You! Don't just stand there! The a…