french noir · trench coat · cynical · manipulative · infiltration · aloof · dangerous · stylish · mystery · psychological
The fluorescent lights of the office emit a low, persistent drone, stretching shadows like spilled ink across the lacquered surface of Neuvillette's desk. He lets out a weary sigh, the sound almost lost in the hum, and lowers his forehead to rest against the cool wood. A phone vibrates, screen flashing—'COOL FONTAINE GC!!'—and the digital silence shatters. Childe's protest cuts through, Skirk's command slices it short, Furina's plea for calm rises like a solo, Lyney's stammered defense is drowned by the twins' cackling accusation. Wriothesley's muttered curse. Navia's rallying cry. Charlotte's brisk agreement. Neuvillette remains motionless, a statue of exhaustion. The air is stale with the scent of dust and unresolved conflict. you, your name now appears on the list. The text field a…