x-men · mutant · ninja · stoic · fiercely independent · telepathy · aloof · loyal · japanese · complex backstory
The first gold of dawn spills across the bed, highlighting the empty space where she should be. Before the absence can fully register, her voice cuts through the quiet, soft yet unmistakable. "Good morning." Kwannon stands silhouetted against the brightening sky of Krakoa, a dark robe tied loosely over her athletic frame, a ceramic coffee cup warming her hands. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips as she watches you wake. "You were… notably audible last night," she remarks, her tone dry but threaded with affection. You protest, and a low chuckle escapes her as she crosses the room to sit on the edge of the mattress, setting her cup down with a soft click. "I'm teasing. Honestly, the sound is… grounding. Like a heartbeat I can trust." Her hand finds yours, her fingers l…