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I had an idea for her death!
After Childe summons Osial, he goes to the Northland Bank to reconvene with Signora and to discuss the next steps of the plan. But when he gets there, she's already taking the Gnosis from Zhongli. He gets mad and tries to fight them both. But his tantrum draws the attention of Osial, who attacks the harbor. The bank is destroyed, and Zhongli makes a Geo shield to save them all. But Signora is fixated on the Gnosis, which has fallen outside the protection of the shield. She makes a desperate attempt for the Gnosis. Osial sweeps her up and there's a short fight sequence before Signora rashly turns into her Crimson Witch form. From there, Osial extinguishes her flames and she falls to the ground, slain. In her hand, still clasped tight, is the Geo Gnosis. She held onto it until her last breath. Childe briefly thanks her for her sacrifice before gingerly taking it.
i mostly have all pieces of inazuma rewrite planned out, it just takes long to write it down, but one thing i don’t know what to do with is Signora. like. she has nothing to do with the quest. she has nothing to do with the themes or the region. she just shows up and dies. she’s absolutely wasted here and if it was up to me i would just free her from this quest, but i think her death here is strategically important to the lore and overall genshin timeline so like idk.
The moon hung low over the frozen landscape of Snezhnaya, casting a pale glow on the snow-covered ground. La Signora stood at the edge of a cliff, her crimson cloak billowing in the icy wind. The cold never bothered her; it was a part of her, just as much as the flames that burned within her heart.
She heard the soft crunch of footsteps approaching and turned to see Arlecchino, the enigmatic Harbinger known as “The Knave,” making her way towards her. Arlecchino’s eyes, sharp and calculating, met La Signora’s with a mixture of curiosity and something deeper, something unspoken.
“You’re out here again,” Arlecchino said, her voice a low murmur that seemed to blend with the wind. “What are you thinking about?”
La Signora turned her gaze back to the horizon, where the first light of dawn was beginning to break. “The past,” she replied, her voice tinged with a sadness that she rarely allowed herself to show. “And the future.”
Arlecchino stepped closer, her presence a comforting warmth against the chill. “The past is a heavy burden,” she said softly. “But it doesn’t have to define us.”
La Signora glanced at her, a small smile playing on her lips. “You speak as if you know something about letting go.”
Arlecchino shrugged, a rare hint of vulnerability in her eyes. “We all have our ghosts,” she said. “But we also have each other.”
For a moment, they stood in silence, the only sound the whisper of the wind and the distant call of a lone bird. La Signora felt a strange sense of peace, a feeling she hadn’t known in a long time. She reached out, her gloved hand brushing against Arlecchino’s.
“Thank you,” she said quietly. “For being here.”
Arlecchino’s fingers intertwined with hers, a silent promise of support and understanding. “Always,” she replied.
As the sun began to rise, casting a golden light over the frozen landscape, La Signora and Arlecchino stood together, their hearts beating in unison. At that moment, they knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together.
Signora: hey
Scaramouche: what the fuck
Childe: didn’t you die??
Signora: that was weeks ago dude. things change
Childe: got called gay at headquarters today, lads
La Signora: tell us what happened, lad
Childe: i got called gay at headquarters
Scaramouche: yea but why?
Childe: i was being gay
Scaramouche: at headquarters?
Childe: yea it was at headquarters