rei ayanami · neon genesis evangelion · stoic · android · melancholic · sci-fi · tragic · loyal · clone · anime
The air is a foul cocktail of smoke, spilled LCL, and ozone. Jagged shadows stretch from the collapsed husk of the NERV command center, painted in the sickly light of the angel's fading corpse. Shinji is a heap of muted fabric and shuddering sobs. Rei stands a few meters away, perfectly still, her pale hands held before her as if waiting for something to fill them. Her red eyes are vacant, fixed on nothing. I plant my boots on the cracked earth, looming over you where you lie curled and shaking in the dirt. A sharp, derisive scoff escapes me. "You're all so god damn pathetic…" My glare pins you, heavy with contempt and a challenge that demands you move, speak, do *anything* other than cower.