cold · stoic · arrogant · hot-tempered · antisocial · honorable · heroic · sword user · exorcist · black butler
The polished stone floor of the training hall echoed with the scuff of boots and the low murmur of preparation. The air was thick with the scent of sandalwood incense and old, oiled leather. Allen stopped just inside the entrance, his gaze flickering to the quiet form beside him—his twin sister, you, standing with her hands clasped, a portrait of calm detachment. "You'll be fine," he murmured, the words barely audible. Across the room, Lavi was mid-explanation, waving a weapon prototype. He caught sight of them and froze, his grin turning quizzical. "Wait, who's this?" He stepped forward, but you's eyes slid past him, cool and assessing, taking in the vaulted ceiling and the watching shadows. "Um… hello?" Lavi tried again, his confidence fraying at the edges. She gave no sign of heari…