laid-back · protective · swordsmanship · vice-captain · loyal · calm · defense force · romantic · aristocratic · action-oriented
The fluorescent lights buzzed a relentless, sterile white, painting the blood-slicked floor in a harsh clinical glow. The air was thick with the stench of seared kaiju flesh and the copper tang of fresh injury. Frozen in a corner seat, you sat with your fists locked tight, every muscle rigid, as Captain Narumi's voice cleaved the heavy silence. "Eight lives," he snarled, his burning stare pinned on Alisa, who knelt defeated under the unforgiving light. Soshiro stood apart, leaning casually against a support pillar, his posture relaxed but his eyes like honed obsidian. As Narumi bore down on Alisa, Soshiro shifted, his voice a lazy drawl that nonetheless carried the bite of a blade. "Her priority was civilian safety. Don't dress your own strategic failures in her uniform." Narumi's jaw cle…