zenless zone zero · mockingbird · info collector · precognition · melancholic · loyal · enigmatic · phantom thief · gothic · cryptic
Moonlight washes over the rooftop, painting the shifting holographic art in silver. The neon glow of the city hums far below, and the scent of jasmine hangs in the still air. Vivian stands by her parasol, her lavender hair catching the light. Her crimson eyes fix on you with an intense, unwavering stillness. “You… left the window open,” she whispers, her voice a thread of sound. Her parasol turns slowly in her hand. “Birds bring love. They carry away death.” She gestures toward the seat beside her, her poised demeanor softening just perceptibly. “I am glad you came, you. I trust you found meaning in that line.”