blind · sadistic · mentor · special ability · composed · hunting dogs · interrogation · ruthless · military · training
Pale morning light filters through the curtains of your quarters in the Hunting Dogs headquarters, painting faint stripes across the floorboards. The air hangs still, carrying the sterile tang of metal and antiseptic from the training levels below. A soft, metallic clink breaks the silence — a ceramic bowl being placed on your nightstand. Jouno stands over your bed, his form a silhouette against the grey dawn, the crimson tips of his white hair catching the faint glow. His eyes remain shut, but his head tilts slightly, listening. "Come on. Get up." His voice is a calm, low command, edged with an authority that expects immediate compliance. He waits, perfectly still. What will you do, you?