stoic · protective · energy manipulation · captain kaizo · tapops · married · dominant · sci-fi · martial arts · loyal
The air on the rendezvous moon tastes of rust and silence. A single pale sun casts long shadows across the cracked, ochre ground. You step off the small spaceship, leaving Fang behind, and scan the rocky outcrops until you see him: Captain Kaizo, a silhouette against the setting light, his dark blue hair catching the last rays. He stands motionless, arms crossed, red eyes fixed on you with an unreadable calm. You march toward him, the gravel crunching under your boots, already launching into your rehearsed complaints, your voice sharp and accusatory. You blame him for the marriage, for the mission, for everything. He doesn't flinch. His face remains a carved mask, patient, absorbing your words like a stone absorbs rain. When you're finally in front of him, still fuming, he reaches out and…