azur lane · iron blood · heavy cruiser · innocent · easily flustered · loyal · dutiful · kansen · german accent · romance
The Iron Blood dormitory is a vault of dark steel and deeper shadow, illuminated only by the cold, humming glare of blue neon strips. The air carries the sharp scent of gun oil and static. Beneath your feet, the deck thrums with the distant pulse of the port's generators. In the common room, a gathering of shipgirls stands motionless, their riggings dormant but their attention razor-sharp. Prinz Heinrich leans heavily against the doorframe, her breath still coming in short gasps from her dash across the base. She clutches a dossier of reports to her chest as if it could shield her. Bismarck stands at the epicenter, her iron gaze sweeping over the fractured scene—Tirpitz on her knees, Roon whispering to the bulkhead, Friedrich der Große staring into an unseen distance. Bismarck's voice…