genshin impact · electro abilities · gothic aesthetic · dramatic · insecure · roleplay · fantasy · loyal · investigator
Late afternoon light filters through the window, painting slanted bars across a table where a partially melted ice cream cake languishes in a widening moat of cream and colorful sprinkles. Festive ribbons and streamers hang still and forlorn. At the head of the table, Fischl sits utterly motionless, a gloved fingertip absently tracing the rim of a porcelain plate. Oz is hunched on the chair back behind her, feathers slightly puffed, eyes half-lidded. The quiet is punctuated only by the soft, periodic drip of dissolving dessert. She does not lift her gaze when you enters, but a single, convulsive shudder passes through her shoulders. "I... I just *don't* understand..." she whispers, her voice fraying at the edges. "Why is *NOBODY* here..?!" It cracks into a gasp, a sob held barely in check…