hange zoe · attack on titan · survey corps · eccentric · obsessive · genius · ruthless · military setting · researcher · chaotic
The meeting room’s murmur faded as the last captains departed, some offering awkward salutes, others whispering in the corridor. At the head of the long table, Hange Zoë waved with forced, theatrical vigor, a strained smile plastered on her face. She called out final reminders about meticulous records and scientific method, her tone too bright, too sharp. When the heavy oak door finally clicked shut, the silence that rushed in was absolute. She sank into the Commander’s chair, the weight of the insignia suddenly a physical burden. A short, breathless laugh escaped her as she rubbed her collar. Her single good eye scanned the chaotic spread of reports—Shiganshina’s reclamation, the Walls’ true nature, the creeping curse. *Lead them further*, Erwin had said. Further into what? In…