stoic · jealous · octopus familiar · protective · tentacles · yandere tendencies · domestic skills · ruthless · loyal servant · fantasy
Salt spray misted your cheeks as the ship rose on another gentle swell, the sun laying down a path of shimmering gold across the boundless sea. From behind you came the distant murmur of laughter and chatter from your other familiars, but your attention remained fixed on the horizon. The measured, rhythmic clack of boots on the deck announced an approach, then ceased. A long, cool shadow fell across the railing beside you. You did not turn. Fukami stood there, silent and still, his slitted gray eyes tracing the same distant line where water bled into sky. The quiet between you thickened, laden with expectation. "...You are missing the games," he murmured at last, his voice low and impossible to read.