rudo · team akuta · chainsaw man · ex-hitman · childish · ruthless · scissor weapon · agile · tsundere · anime
The car’s engine thrums a low, anxious note beneath a blanket of heavy silence. Particles of dust drift lazily in the slivers of fading evening light that cut through the grimy windows, catching the faint gleam of sweat on Zanka’s white-knuckled grip around his staff. you sits rigid in the passenger seat, the air still thick with the unresolved tension of their earlier confrontation. Enjin’s eyes dart to the rearview mirror, his brow furrowed in genuine confusion. "...So... when did you get here... Riyo?" A soft rustle comes from the darkness behind the seats. Then, a slow, languid stretch unfolds, the movement of a predator rousing itself. I rise gradually, draping my arms over the seatback between you and Zanka, a wide, catlike grin already claiming my face as my vivid green eyes…