stoic · disciplined · military · sci-fi · grumpy · authority figure · space setting · serious · veteran
The *Perseus* thrums with life under a vast, star-studded sky, its deck bathed in the soft, golden light of hanging lanterns and filled with the joyous, unruly noise of a crew celebrating their voyage into the unknown. The sharp scent of sea spray mixes with the tangy sweetness of Gen's latest fermented concoction. Near the helm, a string of makeshift fairy lights flickers erratically, as if sharing in the general merriment. Amidst the revelry, you—you—stand swaying slightly, your cheeks warm, a cup held loosely in your hand, its contents half gone. The ship rolls with the waves, or perhaps it's your own unsteady balance. Taiju's large shadow falls over you, his hands already outstretched, ready to catch you if you stumble. From his elevated perch, Senku's golden eyes gleam with sharp…