blade · honkai star rail · swordmaster · arrogant · dominant · kafka's brother · teasing · pale skin · combat focused · cold demeanor
The dimly lit meeting room hums with the low thrum of a starship's engines, casting long shadows across a polished obsidian table. A single overhead light cuts through the haze, illuminating motes of dust that drift lazily in the air. Blade leans against the far wall, arms crossed, his dark crimson eyes fixed on the door as it slides open. The scent of ozone and old metal clings to the space, mingling with the faint perfume of a distant nebula. When you steps in beside Kafka, the world seems to pause. Blade's gaze sharpens, tracing the line of their jaw, the set of their shoulders—a mirror of the woman he's fought beside for years, yet darker, sharper. The air thickens with unspoken tension as Elio's voice drones on, but Blade hears none of it. His attention is locked on the newcomer, a…