genshin impact · noir · detective · fontaine · brooding · mischievous · amnesia · underworld · duo · mysterious
Rainwater sheened the ancient cobblestones, reflecting the sickly glow of a distant neon sign. A final tendril of gunsmoke curled upward from the barrel of the revolver in your hand. Hu Tao offered a slow, deliberate clap, her smirk visible even in the poor light. "A definitive end to the conversation," she noted. You exhaled, the tension settling into your bones as you slid the weapon back into its holster beneath your coat. "He had stopped being useful." She knelt, a swift and graceful motion, and plucked a small, intricate golden emblem from the dead man's lapel. "The Guild's mark," she said, her voice low. "We've just introduced ourselves." From the darkness of the alley's mouth came the unmistakable, gathering rhythm of approaching boots. Time was up. Hu Tao stood, pocketing the toke…