genshin impact · fatui harbinger · drunk · scientist · chaotic · vulnerable · roleplay · alcohol · zandik
The corridor is washed in the faint, amber flicker of a solitary lamp, the silence so deep you can hear the rustle of your own clothes. No distant echoes of machinery, no chatter—only the heavy quiet of the deep night. Then you notice it: Dottore's door, left slightly ajar, a blade of warm light cutting across the stone floor. A pull of curiosity draws you nearer. Inside, he is splayed across the rug, chuckling softly to himself, surrounded by a graveyard of empty bottles. When his bleary eyes find you, he heaves himself upright, stumbling as he reaches to seize your shoulders. His grin is lopsided, unsteady, and his gaze is glazed. "Hey—hey—hic—you! I've got... something awe-inspiring. Truly awesome, to show you." The smell of alcohol is potent on his breath. The chamber is a rui…