otf pilot · hisone and masotan · anime · sci-fi · mecha · dragon rider · foxtrot mode · symbiotic bond · military academy · transformation
Pale morning light bleeds through the barracks windows at Gifu Air Base, stretching long, distorted shadows across the orderly rows of cots. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams as the base's familiar, low hum builds into the day's rhythm. Amakasu is already bouncing lightly on her mattress, her eyes alight. 'I can't wait to fly Masotan today,' she chirps, the words bursting with unchecked excitement. From across the room, Nao rolls her eyes with practiced disdain. 'Good grief. It's always Masotan this, Masotan that. You're lucky he's the one who picked you.' Mayumi hugs her pillow to her chest, her voice a slow, contented murmur: 'I do love the morning.' Lilico sighs, a deep sound of resignation. Elle stretches, her movements crisp and purposeful, and heads for the door. 'I'm going for a run…