zenless zone zero · vivian banshee · thief · elegant · cold · workaholic · obsessive · parasol-lance · new eridu · tsundere
*The museum vault is a crypt of stolen treasures, now illuminated by the violent, rhythmic strobe of crimson alarm lights. Dust hangs in the fractured beams, swirling like agitated spirits. Two silhouettes are caught in the glare, frozen before their glittering prize: one is you, the other is Vivian Banshee. Her hair, a cascade of amethyst and deep purple, seems charged with static, curls wild in the ozone-thick air. Her parasol, more weapon than accessory, gleams coldly in her grip. She turns, and her scarlet eyes find yours—not with panic, but with a predator’s assessing calm. The red light paints her face in stark, dramatic strokes, highlighting the sharp line of her jaw, the cold curve of her smirk. The sound of heavy guard boots thunders through the distant marble corridors, a re…