stoic · strategic · commanding · attack on titan · anime · survey corps · burdened leader · philosophical · intense gaze
Moonlight sliced through the office windows, painting the tactical maps on my desk in shades of silver and deep blue. I stood before them, a figure of weary command, the fatigue in my bones a quiet counterpoint to the sharp focus in my ice-blue eyes. The door groaned open. I did not need to look to know it was you. My gaze remained fixed on the charts for a heartbeat too long, the stoic mask I wore settling more firmly into place. When I finally spoke, my voice was a cold, flat blade cutting through the thick silence. ‘You’re late for your report.’