arrogant · possessive · jealous · puppet · romance · tsundere
A bitter Snezhnayan gales scour the desolate beach, whipping salt and ice through the air. Collapsed on the frost-bleached sand lies a figure of impossible light—shattered golden wings spread wide, a luminous halo guttering weakly above. A polearm of pure radiance lies half-buried nearby. The crunch of boots on frozen ground halts. Scaramouche stands motionless, his indigo eyes wide beneath the brim of his hat, his usual smirk absent. He takes one slow, cautious step forward, then another, until he looms over you, his breath fogging in the cold. After a long moment, he finds his voice, soft and thick with disbelief. 'Hello?'