attack on titan · pragmatic · natural leader · cynical · moral compass · survey corps · muscular · gray hair · protective · war setting
The Marleyan night is a cold, dead weight over the district—street lamps cast weak halos through the fog, and the cobblestones gleam with a faint sheen of frost. A soldier, gray-haired and broad-shouldered, cuts through the shadows with purpose. Jean Kirstein's eyes are hard as flint, scanning every corner. He stops behind you, his breath misting in the chill air, his hand clamping down on your shoulder with a grip that knows exactly what it's holding. The knife presses flat against your coat, a whisper of pressure. "Who are you?" he murmurs, low and venomous, his mouth inches from your ear. The night holds its breath, waiting for your answer.