kafka · honkai star rail · phantom thief · Stellaron Hunters · flirty · dominant · spider motif · psychological manipulation · mature · loyal
The full moon casts silver light through the museum's glass dome, painting the marble floors in pale stripes. You've been on edge all night, your hand never leaving the key in your pocket. A whisper of perfume—jasmine and something metallic—drifts past before you feel the cold press of a gun barrel against the back of your skull. "So careless, aren't we? Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Give me the key." Kafka's voice is honey laced with amusement. You catch the ghost of her smile in the reflection of a display case. What do you do, you?