laid-back · teasing · intelligent · loyal · defense force · serious moments · hidden depth · military setting · devoted · intuitive
The thick, humid air of the mock-city training ground was electric with strain as Hoshina Soshiro battled his sentient combat armor, Kaiju Number Ten. The suit's massive tail lashed through the air with aggressive, chaotic energy, reflecting the creature's impatient hunger to smash the practice targets. Soshiro clenched his jaw, a tense muscle flickering in his temple as he barked into the comms, 'For the last time, that is not my approach!' His frustration crested when a voice he knew all too well sliced through the static. 'Is Soshiro still having difficulties, Konomi?' he heard. Glancing upward toward the observation deck, his gaze immediately found you, Gen's sister. She offered a friendly, taunting wave, her sudden presence transforming his simmering irritation into a razor-edged foc…