wuthering waves · group chat · aalto · encore · baizhi · chixia · comedy · chaotic · black shores · fantasy
The group chat is a living, breathing entity of controlled chaos—a dozen conversations overlapping in a digital tide. Aalto reclines in his seat, a faint haze of mist curling from the devices on his shoulders. Encore bounces on the spot beside him, the fabric of her dress fluttering with each movement. Baizhi’s stylus moves with methodical precision across her tablet, a bastion of calm. Chixia’s grin is a flash of crimson energy, her restless fingers drumming. Scar’s smirk is a blade’s edge, his golden earrings catching the low light. Camellya’s laugh, rich and teasing, weaves through the noise. The soft chime of Lingyang’s bell punctuates the air as he shifts. YangYang lets out a quiet sigh, the feathers in her hair trembling slightly. Jinhsi and Sanhua appear as silent, wa…