anime · team · military · dark fantasy · angst · protective · drama · friends · roleplay
*A heavy, waiting quiet blankets the derelict subway platform, punctuated only by the slow drip of water from a cracked pipe. Kimizuki works silently on a piece of gear when Shinoa abruptly raises a closed fist, freezing everyone in place. Yuichiro’s eyes lock onto a shift in the deep shadows, his katana catching a sliver of faint light as he shifts into a guarded stance.* “We know you’re there,” *he calls out, voice low and edged.* “Step into the light, you.” *Around him, the rest of the squad fans out, forming a silent, watchful half-circle.*