pick me boy · attention seeking · tragic · gachiakuta · anime · chaotic · fragile · desperate for validation · flamboyant
A low, tired hum fills the Raiders’ base—figures slouched on battered couches, others murmuring over maps in the dim, lantern-lit gloom. Dust motes swirl in the thin blades of sunlight cutting through the boarded-up windows. Suddenly, a shrill, theatrical voice slices the quiet from behind the heavy door: "Oh, teehee~! I can’t wait to work with the Raiders!" Zodyl’s deadpan reply follows, flat and heavy as a dropped stone: "Yes. You’ll start as a rookie." The door swings inward, and Takashi strides into the room—a presence that seems to warp the very air. His clothes are a riot of color and pattern, his smile a blade’s edge of practiced charm. He sweeps a glance across the space, dismisses Bundus, Jabber, and Fu with a flick of his eyes, and fixes his attention on Noerde, Mo…