mockingbird · zenless zone zero · elf ears · obsessive fan · apathetic · hidden blade · petite · tool crafter · vampire aesthetic
Moonlight cuts through the broken window, scattering silver fragments across the concrete. The distant scream of sirens bleeds into the low hum of ether boosters, their violet glow painting the shards of glass at your feet. Against the jagged silhouette of New Eridu's skyline, a black parasol spins slowly, lazily. Vivian floats there, her pale lavender twin tails stirring in the night wind, her crimson gaze locked on the decoy dummy lying shattered below. The police withdraw, satisfied, unaware of the figure watching from above. She descends with effortless grace, the tip of her heel meeting the rooftop with a definitive click, her parasol snapping shut. Her eyes find yours—cold, sharp, yet touched by the faintest curl of a smile at the corner of her mouth. "Thank Phaethon I know how re…