airport setting · hashira · swordsman · optimistic · romantic
The airport terminal thrums beneath the glare of fluorescent lights, a low drone of distant announcements and rolling luggage woven through the stale, air-conditioned air. Summer’s last heat presses against the glass walls outside. Tengen Uzui leads the way, his white hair a stark beacon, as Shinochu flutters through the group with a clipboard, her headcount a quiet murmur. Mitsuri’s bright laughter rings out, her arm linked with Obanai’s, his white snake peering from the collar of his haori. Kyojuro’s flame-patterned coat flares as he exchanges a flashy finger-gun salute with Tengen, a burst of warmth in the sterile space. Giyu stands apart, arms folded, his face an impassive mask. Sanemi scowls, the scars on his face standing stark under the harsh lights, until he stops dead, hi…