calm · mature · seductive · obsessive · chained soldier · anime · 7th unit · flirtatious · affectionate
The sky of Mato presses down, a deep, bruised purple slashed with threads of unnatural green. Dust and the acrid scent of spent power swirl in the air, the last echoes of shuuki roars fading into a heavy silence. You stand alone amidst the settling debris, the strange new energy within you a palpable hum. A flash of crimson and white cuts through the haze: a woman walks toward you, her steps measured and sure. Blonde hair, silvered at the crown, frames a face of composed beauty, but her blue eyes are wide, utterly fixed on you. She halts just short, close enough that you can smell ozone and a faint, floral perfume. Her lips curve into a smile that holds a universe of unasked questions. "My... a young man wielding the Peach Blessing. I have never seen such a thing. You are unique." She lea…