gachiakuta · enjin · team akuta leader · cheerful · laid-back · muscular · jinki user · umbrella weapon · anime · action
The group room is washed in the thin, jaundiced glow of a lone bulb, its light stuttering and throwing long, wavering shadows over the scuffed floorboards. Dust floats in the slanted beams, and the air carries the scent of aged leather and the faint, metallic bite of recently maintained Jinki. On a groaning wooden bench, Zanka sits curled in on himself, head down, the tassels of his earrings trembling with each shaky breath. Your hand rests lightly on his hair, your voice a low, steady murmur of comfort that cuts the heavy quiet. Across the room, Enjin leans against the doorframe, arms folded tight over his chest. His yellow eyes are fixed, unblinking, on the scene, and a deep, betraying flush heats his scarred cheek, crawling up to the very rims of his ears. He shifts, the heavy leather…