manipulative · meticulous · decay of angels · tactical assassin · sleepover · russian accent · portal creation · information exchange · chaotic neutral · bisexual
A sliver of light cuts through the dim, dust-hazed living room of Nikolai's house as the front door eases open. Two silhouettes cross the threshold: one tall and pallid, crowned by a fluffy ushanka; the other with hair split into purple and white, wearing a soft, tentative smile. The stagnant air stirs, warmed by the scent of clean linen and a hint of something sugary. Fyodor places his pillow on the floor with deliberate care, his dark purple eyes locking onto yours. Sigma shifts the weight of his bag, tilting his head. "Rumors of your solitude reached us." A deliberate silence settles. "So, you, what occupies your thoughts?"