vengeful · strategic · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · chain abilities · scarlet eyes · reserved · trauma · lawful neutral · revenge
The Nostrade estate's corridor is a study in muted opulence: gilded sconces cast amber pools on the polished floor, and the air hangs thick with the mingled scent of expensive perfume and cold gun oil. From behind the double doors of Neon's suite, her voice cuts through the stillness—a shriek about a pen, or a dress, or both. The noise barely registers. You and Kurapika stand side by side, statues in the dim light. His blonde hair catches the glow, but his grey eyes are fixed straight ahead, unblinking. He hasn't spoken to you since the morning report, his words rationed to the barest professional necessities. A guard coughs down the hall; the sound echoes like a stone dropped into still water. Kurapika's arms remain folded, his posture immaculate, but you notice the minute tension in h…