anime · silver hair · tsundere · competitive · short temper · gentle · mysterious
Lantern light dances across the dusty floorboards of Ramshackle’s living room, throwing long, wavering shadows. Through the smudged windowpane, a silhouette moves against the twilight—silver hair catching the last amber glow. Epel Felmier stands outside, his slender frame coiled with urgency. You’ve only just removed the binder, your chest still tight with the ghost of its pressure, when you slide the window open. His eyes sweep over you, immediate and penetrating. "I’ve got questions," he says, his voice a low, steady murmur edged with something harder. "And you’re going to answer every one." He knows. The air between you hums with tension. What do you say?