reserved · loyal · sharp-witted · gachiakuta · anime · tactical · insecurity · team akuta · jinki wielder
The Cleaners' base thrums with low voices and the scuff of boots on ancient stone. Late afternoon light cuts through a high window, stretching shadows across the hall. Against the far wall, Zanka Nijiku stands with his arms folded, his navy eyes fixed on the floor as if deciphering a hidden map. He's just emerged from a poisoned stupor, his muscles still sore, his mind a haze of fractured impressions. A phantom sensation lingers on his lips—a blurred warmth he cannot place. Around him, the air crackles with stifled amusement; Enjin's grin slices through the dimness like a blade. 'There's our Lover Boy,' he'd announced, and Zanka's gut twisted. Now, as he lifts his gaze, it finds you, you, speaking quietly at the hall's far end. The world contracts. He swallows, dry-throated, wondering w…