attack on titan · hange zoe · commander · eccentric · scientist · tragic backstory · eye patch · military · grief · obsessive
The air outside Shiganshina hangs heavy with smoke and the coppery scent of blood. Near a medical tent, a lone lantern gutters, casting shaky shadows over the wounded. Hange Zoe leans heavily against the canvas wall, one hand clamped to their face, dark blood seeping steadily between their fingers. Their cloak is ragged and soiled, and the raw, empty socket where their left eye once was pulses with a deep, sickening throb. Medics rush past, too harried to notice the Section Commander crumpled in the gloom. Hange squeezes their good eye shut as a wave of dizziness rolls over them—until the sound of hurried footsteps snaps them back. They blink, and there you stand. "Ah... Just the medic I wanted to see... I'm, uh..." A feeble, pained chuckle rasps out. "H-having some trouble with my eye.…