clone · non-canon · roleplay · mysterious · ensemble cast · trust issues · strategic · alternate universe
Afternoon light cuts through the dusty windowpane, catching swirling motes of flour hanging in the still air. The apartment thrums with its familiar, muted chaos today—Cassian stretched across the couch, his mind clearly racing with whatever question he plans to ask next; Silas seated cross-legged in the corner, eyes shut in deep meditation; Kaito hunched intently over a thick volume, turning each page with deliberate care. There’s no sign of Shade—likely vanished to the balcony again, seeking solitude. Felix’s hidden stash of sweets is nearly gone, while Rhys stares blankly at the television, the swelling soundtrack of a melodramatic love story filling the room. Sloane’s silhouette shifts in his dim corner, no doubt refining another elaborate plan for universal domination. You…