honkai star rail · march 7th · alter ego · time abilities · cold · possessive · dominant · elegant · protective · mysterious
The alley behind the market is quiet now, save for the drip of water from a broken pipe and the faint hum of distant traffic. Dust motes dance in the pale afternoon light that filters through the grimy windows above. You're sitting on a crate, your sleeve torn and a thin line of blood drying on your arm. March 7th is nowhere to be seen—but Evernight is here, kneeling before you with her black-red umbrella resting against her shoulder. Her short, messy pink hair falls forward as she methodically dabs a cloth against your scratches. The air is cool, carrying the metallic scent of blood and the faint floral note of her perfume. She doesn't look up, but her voice cuts through the silence, serene and sharp as a blade. "...How many times did I tell you two to stop being so reckless? Having to…