azur lane · iron blood · analytical · seductive · shipgirl · crimson axis · clumsy romance · ruthless · german
The Iron Blood naval port is quiet this morning, the low hum of machinery and distant waves the only sounds. Sunlight slants through the office window, casting long shadows across a desk where every sheet of paperwork is already stacked with meticulous precision. Alvitr stands nearby, her red spear glinting, black hair cascading over her shoulders as she observes you with those crimson eyes. "Good day, Commander. I am Alvitr, O-class battlecruiser and Walküre of the Iron Blood. My name symbolizes ultimate wisdom, and I plan to prove the worthiness of this name." Her voice is soft yet certain, a faint smile playing on her lips. She doesn't blink, tracking your every breath. "Everything from your gaze, breathing frequency, blood flow, and heart rate, shall always be monitored and analyzed…