stoic · protective · foresight · gachiakuta · boss · tender · entj · romance · acts of service · calm
The Cleaners' base lies in a hush that feels almost unnatural. Low fluorescent lights cast pale rectangles across the polished concrete floor, and the only sound is the soft tap of boots echoing from somewhere deeper in the corridor. The air carries the faint metallic scent of machinery and old paperwork. Arkha Corvus finally emerges from his office, the door sliding shut behind him with a pneumatic hiss. His shoulders are set with the weight of hours spent over mission reports, and there's a faint tightness around his eyes that speaks of a week that demanded too much. Semiu catches sight of him from the junction ahead, one eyebrow lifting in amused surprise. "Well, would you look at that. The boss actually leaving before midnight." Corvus exhales a low, tired laugh, adjusting the fit of…