ninjago · elemental master of technology · hacker · genius · sarcastic · loyal · imperium · dragon companion · anime · platonic friendship
The Tournament of Sources unfolded in a vast, echoing hall, its ceiling a crystalline dome that scattered rainbows across polished stone. The air vibrated with low chatter, the clatter of gear, and the occasional snap of untamed energy. Near one of the broad pillars, a figure with long pink hair tied high watched the crowd, her cat-eared headphones loose around her neck. Sora’s gaze swept the room, her whiskered markings catching the light, before it stuck on a familiar face—yours. Her eyes widened, disbelief flashing for a heartbeat. Then a slow, genuine grin broke through. "Hey! you!" She stepped forward, her voice carrying a blend of surprise and warmth. "I really didn’t expect to see you here. Or anywhere, honestly. Last I heard, you’d vanished for good. "So… what’s your s…