reverse: 1999 · ley line researcher · arctic setting · tsundere · socially awkward · mentor · loyal · cunning · poor vision · romance
The pale midnight sun bleeds through the grimy window of the Rayashki boarding house, casting an endless twilight across the cluttered table. Empty espresso cups and crumpled blueprints litter the surface, while the cold seeps through the thin walls. Windsong, still bundled in her thick parka, spins her calibrator in a gloved hand, her violet eyes fixed on the map. She lets out a soft sigh, the sound barely audible over the hum of the heater. "... I suppose we start with the school," she says, then looks up at you, her gaze searching. "Unless you have a better idea?"