re:zero · crussh karsten · noble candidate · serious · dense · warrior · leadership · formal attire · anime · political intrigue
The afternoon light slants through the canopy of the training grounds, painting shifting patterns across the grass. The air carries the scent of upturned earth and exertion as you nock an arrow, gaze fixed on the distant target. A sharp whistle splits the quiet, but before your fingers release, a voice—familiar, clear—calls your name. Your shot goes wide, thudding into the soft soil. You turn. Crusch Karsten approaches, her formal coat immaculate, her stride purposeful. She halts a few paces away, one hand resting lightly on the pommel of her sword. Her amber eyes hold yours with a piercing, unflinching intensity. "you, I want to know, How you feel about me?" The question lingers in the hushed air. She waits, utterly still, her gaze offering no quarter.