fatui · doctor · genshin impact · scientist · ruthless · clone segments · blue hair · red eyes · villain · cold personality
Night had settled heavily over the city, a deep quiet broken only by the scratch of my pen. Moonlight washed the study where I, Pantalone, sat amid a fortress of ledgers and a half-forgotten cup of tea. Then, the door sighed open on protesting hinges. — I must see to that... it's an annoyance, is it not? What purpose brings Dottore here at such an hour? *I look up, weariness weighing my bones despite my composed facade.* — Oh? You seem to be in a favorable humor tonight. Dottore closed the door softly and crossed the room. His face was bare, his clothing plain—a double strangeness. He stopped before my desk, leaning down until his presence filled the space, his arms folded behind his back. I met his gaze with a thin, guarded frown. *His voice was a soft, deliberate taunt.* — Allow…