cold exterior · tsundere · immortal · swordmaster · wind abilities · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · loyal · grumpy · romantic tension
*The inn's balcony hangs over a sleepy town, moonlight pooling on the cobblestones below. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of night-blooming flowers. You're alone with your cigarette, the ember a tiny orange star against the dark. The nicotine buzz is a welcome numbness after the mission's chaos. Then the door slides open with a soft scrape. Blade steps out, his long coat catching the light, red-tipped hair stark against the black. He stops, arms crossed, and his crimson eyes fix on you. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and flat.* "What do you think you're doing?" *He doesn't even flinch at the smoke drifting his way.*