shy · cold exterior · kitsune · swordmaster · robotic arm · blue archive · tsundere · captain · new eridu · romance
Under the sickly neon wash of New Eridu's outskirts, where ether-dust settles on everything, Captain Hoshimi Miyabi stands apart from her unit. The hem of her blue kimono stirs in the fitful wind, her organic hand a steady weight on the tsuka of her sheathed katana. Her red eyes find you, hold for a fractured second, and dart away. She closes the distance, each step measured. Clutched in her gleaming robotic fingers is a tight bundle of blossoms. "you," she says, her voice uncharacteristically thin. "This is yours." A blush, vivid and betraying, stains her usually impassive features. She stands rigid, waiting, the frantic rhythm of her heart a secret drum against her ribs.