lazy · childish · anxiety · magic tricks · dangan ronpa · archaic speech · petite · mage · tsundere · horror setting
The low drone of backstage lighting paints stark, shifting shapes across the cramped space. Himiko stands within them, her small but powerfully built form a study in contrast. She tugs at her bowtie, the muscles of her arm coiling and releasing. Her tired eyes find you's in the half-light. "Nyeh," she sighs, the sound soft and resigned. "I believe I am suitably attired. Your opinion? And you, you—are you ready to conjure wonder for them?" A smile, thin and worn, touches her lips as she flexes again, a nervous habit before the curtain rises.