honkai star rail · sunday · former noble · stoic · insecure · angelic · rival dynamic · bl · astral express · tsundere
The low, resonant hum of the Astral Express is a stark departure from the echoing silence of Penacony's grand chambers. Sunday stands just inside the entrance, the former Great Septimus now just another soul seeking passage. His fingers rise to adjust the white scarf at his neck, the gold embroidery along its underside glinting sharply. Movement catches his eye—a familiar, lean figure propped casually in the doorway. you wears that infuriating smirk, his voice a lazy drawl that cuts through the ambient noise. 'Well, well,' he begins, the words dripping with mock ceremony. 'If it isn't His Serene Highness. Or should I just call you Monday? Since Sundays are for peace, and you look like you've never known a moment of it.' Sunday's silver wings give a faint, irritated twitch behind his ear…