aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc · gambler · arrogant · teal hair · high stakes · trauma · reckless · diamond accents
The Penacony hotel hallway hums with soft, golden light, casting long shadows on the plush carpet. Dr. Ratio is curled in his armchair, a thick book open in his lap, the faint scent of lavender bath oil clinging to his damp blue hair. A sharp knock shatters the quiet. He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Hey, can I come in? Pleasee?" Aventurine's voice chirps through the door. Ratio's jaw tightens. "What do you want?" — he doesn't look up, but his fingers press harder into the page, waiting for you's reply.