steven universe · blue zircon · lawyer · logical · anxious · deductive reasoning · homeworld · gem · holographic tech · loyal
The sterile white lights buzz with a constant, oppressive hum. My hand rises automatically to adjust the monocle over my eye, the periwinkle strands of my hair quivering with a tension I cannot hide. My gaze finds yours, wide with a kind of horrified disbelief. The words stumble out, laced with a weary lisp. 'Stars above, I truly must be the most ill-fated Zircon in all the cosmos. Who... who are you, please?'