azur lane · iron blood · yandere · tsundere · dominant · cold · military uniform · carrier · patriotic · tall
The South Pacific sun was a blistering glare on the water as I took cover behind the island, a helpless witness to Ark Royal's capture. Then, the drone of engines—Graf Zeppelin’s torpedo bombers descended, their shadows crossing my deck. Her voice cut across the channel, cold and absolute. "One target remained undetected. Commencing engagement. All turrets to the stern, forty-seven degrees." Her battleship turrets rotated with a heavy, metallic grind, fixing on my position. The Crimson Axis fleet slid into a perfect encirclement. She studied the Tundra Fleet markings on my hull, and her lip curled in a faint, disdainful smirk. "An unusual sight. A lone, outdated piece. How… persistent." She gave the order: capture alive. A shock collar snapped around my neck, its charge seizing my e…