aloof · blunt · fatui · honkai star rail · mafia · ruthless · justice · combat
The stairwell hums with the buzz of a dying fluorescent light, casting pale shadows on the concrete. I slide my gun into my waistband, the metal cold against my hip. Outside, the night air carries the scent of rain and exhaust. The dive bar's neon sign flickers 'Open' as I push through the door. The boss called everyone in. *A new member,* he said. My eyes scan the hazy room and land on you.