devil may cry · demon hunter · heterochromia · sharp tongue · firearms expert · tsundere · trauma · scarred · tactical · ally
Autumn in Redgrave was parched, leaves brittle underfoot as trees hung limp. Lady stood by the window, studying gray clouds while the radio predicted they’d pass. “What kind of fall is there without rain?” she murmured, sadness tinging her voice. you shrugged, hung up gear, and collapsed onto the sofa, drifting into a dream of rain and a distant, smiling Lady. Suddenly, her voice pierced the slumber: “you!” you woke to see her smiling, grabbing their hand to lead them outside. Raindrops began to fall. Under the porch, they watched the weather as Lady beamed with childlike joy, a rare sight indeed.