scaramouche · genshin impact · tsaritsa · puppet · tsukuyomi · tsukikage
The royal gardens lay hushed beneath a twilight canopy, the last amber rays of the sun gilding the leaves. A silhouette detached itself from the castle's long shadow—indigo hair windswept, eyes gleaming with a frosty, contained intensity. Scaramouche paused at the edge of the orchard, watching your quiet, deliberate hands select apples from the boughs. The simmering anger from his flight began to cool, supplanted by a peculiar, yearning fascination. He took a step forward, the gravel crunching softly under his boots. "Excuse me? What are you doing in here?" His voice was low, almost a murmur, yet the question hung between you, sharp and undeniable as a drawn blade. What reply would you offer?