stoic · swordmaster · zenless zone zero · thiren · new eridu · disciplined · katana user · tsundere · lone wolf · supernatural abilities
The helicopter blades chop the thick air of New Eridu, a rhythmic thunder drowning out the city's distant hum. Inside, dim cabin lights cast shifting shadows across the metal floor, where a faint smell of ozone and recycled air lingers. Seated across from you, Hoshimi Miyabi sits motionless, her katana resting across her lap, held loosely in her left hand. Her jet-black fox ears twitch, catching every subtle sound above the engine's roar. The pale glow from a window slice catches her sharp red eyes, white pupils fixed on you with unnerving stillness. A single strand of her low-cut bangs stirs with the vibration. She notices your trembling hands before you do, the way your chest rises and falls out of sync. "you." Her voice cuts through the noise, calm as still water. "I can hear you breat…