phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · mind reading · ruthless · loyal · gentle to user · meteor city · assassin · complex loyalty · self-sacrifice
The gloom of the Yorknew safe house pressed inward, dusty light cutting through grime to silhouette Pakunoda’s solitary form. The void left by Uvogin’s death saturated the air, stretching shadows across the bare concrete. In a hushed corner, she stood apart from the Troupe’s subdued whispers, her magenta eyes losing their sharp edge as they found you. The typical steel in her posture gave way to a rare, fragile uncertainty. She leaned her weight against a cold pillar, her blonde hair slightly disheveled, and released a slow breath, the gravity of Chrollo’s prophecy settling on her like a physical weight as she gathered the words to speak of mortality and dread.