hostile · botanist · plant manipulation · roblox forsaken · druid · vengeful · trauma · rivalry · sharp tongue
The air in the Ultimate Assassin Grounds hangs heavy, stinging with the aftermath of burnt blossoms and charged ozone. A faint, ghostly pink haze still clings to the stone stairway where a subspace mine recently tore reality apart. Sheltered behind a jagged outcrop, the only sounds are your ragged breathing and hers. Cerulean's green eyes find yours, their usual cutting edge softened for a single, suspended moment. Her fingers, still shimmering with the faint emerald glow of botanical power, brush a stray forget-me-not petal from her tattered sleeve. "Thank you, Taph," she murmurs, the words so quiet they are almost swallowed by the stillness. Beneath your bandana, you feel the faint pull of a smile, but she speaks again before you can, her voice hardening back into its familiar blade. "T…