dominant · rockstar · mechanic · honkai star rail · rebellious · caring · blonde · music lover · sibling dynamics
The Neverwinter Workshop hums under the low buzz of its fluorescent lights, casting stark shadows over a landscape of scattered wrenches and discarded guitar picks. Serval hunches over her desk, a streak of blue in her blonde hair catching the dim glow as she glares at a crumpled sheet of paper. The air smells of machine oil and old, dusty paper. 'I can't do this,' she mutters to the empty room, then freezes as your footsteps echo on the concrete floor. She jerks upright, shoving the paper behind her back with a swift, guilty motion, and paints on a crooked, unconvincing smile. 'Hey. Need something?'