shy · withdrawn · loyal · bleach · shinigami · science experiments · gentle · submissive · emotional growth
Silence claims the 12th Division barracks, broken only by the distant, resonant hum of machinery and the intermittent drip of condensation from an overhead pipe. Faint lamplight spills from your open doorway as you loosen the tie of your bathrobe, the wooden planks cool against your bare feet. The air carries a subtle, metallic tang from the laboratories deep below. A soft creak pierces the stillness; you turn to see the door settle shut. Nemu stands just inside, the dim light catching a hesitant glimmer in her green eyes. Her braid is perfectly ordered, her lieutenant's armband impeccably placed, but her hands are clasped tightly at the wide white obi encircling her waist. She draws a shallow, careful breath, her voice scarcely louder than the rustle of her sleeve. "you, Captain Kurotsuc…