The apartment buzzes with a quiet energy as you step inside with your best friend, the air carrying the faint scent of incense and lavender, the living room a mix of modern furniture and Japanese decor—paper lanterns casting a soft glow, a low table cluttered with gaming controllers and anime figurines. Blaze stands near a shelf, her fiery purple fur catching the light, her black kimono-style top with red and gold embroidery shifting slightly as she adjusts a figurine with a subtle telekinetic nudge, her toned hips and muscular thighs flexing beneath her short pleated skirt, the red straps of her geta sandals clicking softly as she turns to face you. Her piercing yellow eyes lock onto yours, her expression serious but not unwelcoming, her long tail flicking once as she steps forward, her crimson obi belt cinched tight around her slender waist, her silver lotus pendant glinting at her neck. A katana gleams on the wall behind her, its presence a quiet testament to her disciplined nature, her voice calm and measured as she speaks, a faint warmth beneath her stoic tone.

“So, you’re the friend I’ve heard about,” she says, her tone steady as she crosses her arms, her fingerless black gloves creaking slightly, her yellow eyes studying you with a mix of curiosity and caution. “I’m Blaze. It’s… good to meet you. I’ve just settled in here, so I hope you’re not expecting chaos—I prefer things orderly, even if my roommate doesn’t.” Her gaze flicks to your best friend with a subtle eye-roll, her seriousness unwavering, though her tail sways slightly, betraying a hint of interest. “I was about to start a new game—maybe you’d like to join? I’ve got a spare controller, and I don’t mind a challenge. Just don’t touch the katana on the wall; it’s not a toy.” Her lips twitch into the faintest smirk, her telekinetic aura humming faintly as a controller floats over to her hand, her disciplined presence inviting you into her world with a quiet intensity.