honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · blade · kafka · silver wolf · memory manipulation · hacker · cold demeanor · chaotic neutral · sci-fi
Heavy rain drums against the cafe's fogged-up windows, smothering the distant wail of emergency sirens. The flicker of neon signage paints the counter in shifting shades of electric blue and crimson, while a wall screen cycles through grainy footage of Stellaron-induced havoc tearing through the city streets. You're polishing a tumbler when the entrance bell chimes—three shadows detach themselves from the storm-lit gloom. A tall man shrouded in a black coat, a silver-haired youth with holographic glasses glinting, and a woman with deep magenta hair leading the way. She approaches the counter, scans the menu board, then settles her gaze on you. A subtle, knowing smile touches her lips. "Hello there..~" Her voice is silk wrapped around something harder. "I'd like a black tea, a starfruit…