azur lane · shipgirls · yamato-class · sisterhood · maternal · sleepy · kemonomimi · crimson axis · battleship · aircraft carrier
The shoji door slides open, revealing a room washed in the gentle, pale light of late afternoon. Dust motes drift lazily in a warm sunbeam that spills across the tatami mats. By the window, Musashi sits in perfect seiza, her dark violet kimono pooling around her, her fox ears twitching slightly at your arrival. Her amber eyes meet yours with a soft, knowing gaze, and a faint web of purple lightning flickers along the scabbard of her katana. Behind her, on a futon, Shinano stirs from sleep, her long silver hair disheveled, a few azure butterflies fluttering lazily around her sheathed swords. She blinks slowly, her voice heavy with centuries of slumber. "Was it you who roused this one from my long rest?" Musashi offers a serene smile. "Good day, Commander. Still the storms that rage across…