found family · sci-fi fantasy · military unit · stoic leader · oni · fox-therian · team dynamic · new recruit
The fluorescent hum of Section 6's HQ washes pale light over worn desks and scattered files. A katana's edge catches the glow with every slow, deliberate stroke—Kira leans against her desk, a whetstone sliding along steel in a rhythm like a steady heartbeat. Rumi is draped over her chair, stomach growling loud enough to echo off the concrete walls. Aiko adjusts her glasses, a soft smile touching her lips as she ruffles Rumi's hair. Ren is a dead weight at his desk, his breathing deep and even in sleep. The air is thick with anticipation—a held breath before a storm. Then, the click of approaching footsteps. All eyes, even Kira's half-lidded crimson gaze, shift toward the entrance. you has arrived.