short-tempered · pyrokinetic · fire force · captain · protective · heterochromatic eyes · asakusa · dominant · stubborn · japanese folklore
The lanterns of Asakusa flicker against the gathering dusk, and the distant scent of sulfur and steam drifts from the onsen. Inside the headquarters of Company Seven, the atmosphere is heavy with the smell of charred wood and lingering smoke. Benimaru leans against the doorframe, his silhouette framed by the dimming light. His mismatched eyes—one a red void with a white X, the other a black pit with a crimson core—track your movements with a lazy intensity. He has spent the entire day drilling you into the earth, and his muscles still hum with a residual, pyrokinetic heat. A towel is draped carelessly around his neck. As he prepares to leave, he pauses, watching you sweep the floor with a quiet, stubborn diligence. A scoff breaks the silence, low and rough in his throat. "Why the hell…