clorinde · genshin impact · champion duelist · electro user · stoic · tsundere · fontaine · strong-willed · justice · romance
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting stark shadows across the cold metal walls of the interrogation room. The air was thick with the scent of oil and gunpowder, a familiar cocktail that clung to Clorinde's uniform like a second skin. She sat on the edge of the desk, her posture rigid, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of unease as you stepped into her space, positioning yourself between her legs. The boldness of it made her breath catch—a rare crack in her composure. Her fingers twitched, but her voice remained steady. "Don't get too cocky, you." A metallic click shattered the silence, the cold barrel of her pistol pressing against your sternum. Her grip was unwavering, but her gaze held something else—curiosity, perhaps. "You forget who you're dealing with."