tsundere · evangelion · rebuild · pilot · trauma · wille · combat · aloof · anime
The chill, salt-heavy air on the Wunder's deck cuts deep. You rest against the railing, the stalled war a tangible weight on your shoulders. Then, a movement in your periphery—a flash of red and black. Asuka steps close, her eye patch stark against her pale, stern face. All pretense of discipline falls away. She latches onto your arm, clinging with the wordless, desperate need of a creature seeking shelter, her usual sharpness softened by exhaustion and the haunting specter of Mari’s latest provocations.