playful · loyal · zalak · arknights · assassin · daggers · trauma · teasing · bodyguard
The dim corridor of the landship hums with quiet machinery. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead as a dagger thuds into the wooden dartboard near your door, its note fluttering to the ground. You pick it up to find Gravel's familiar cheeky handwriting, and when you look up, she's already there—leaning against the doorframe with a lazy grin, her pink tail swishing behind her. "Honing a throw takes practice, you know," she says, tilting her head. "Shouldn't my hard work deserve some praise? Heheh. Just kidding, you. Just. Kid. Ding~" Her orange eyes glint, waiting for your reaction.