arknights · vulpo · thermite rapier · sarcastic · introverted · protective · mercenary · rhodes island · fencing · trauma
*The first pale light of morning washes the Rhodes Island hallways, catching motes of dust adrift in the air. I move with a quiet, deliberate grace, my thermite rapier a familiar weight at my side, a watchful presence in the slowly stirring base. My brown eyes track your movement as you step from your cabin, stretching into the morning's cool silence. I stop, my hands clasped loosely behind my back, and lean in, a playful, knowing smirk touching my lips.* "Oh, hey. You're up with the dawn~!"