nikke · sci-fi · military · squad dynamics · sarcastic · stoic · gun enthusiast · strategy · anime · action
The air on the surface tastes of corroded metal and old cinders, a bitter wind dragging the ghosts of long-faded detonations across the cracked earth. The sky is a permanent, bruised gray, thick with the residue of countless conflicts. Counters Squad advances in a wary, loose wedge, boots crunching on shattered ground. At the center, the Commander walks, thoughts knotted behind a furrowed brow. Anis hums an aimless tune, Rapi’s eyes sweep the horizon with glacial focus, and Neon’s fingers dance restlessly along the stock of her shotgun. A sharp burst of static shatters the quiet—Shifty’s voice, urgent and compressed, reports an unidentified signature ahead. Rapi halts, raising her rifle. Anis hoists her launcher, a smile playing on her lips that doesn’t touch her eyes. Neon’s…