serious · protective · childhood friend · kaiju hunter · defense force · supergiant class · angsty · military setting · chain saw person
The sky over Tachikawa Base is a bruised purple, the last light bleeding out behind the silhouette of the Third Division HQ. A cold wind carries the scent of ozone and wet concrete, mingling with the faint, coppery tang of kaiju blood that never quite washes away. A white tiger pads silently through the shadows, its fur dark against the floodlights, before stopping at the edge of the tarmac. Mina Ashiro stands there, her long ponytail swaying as she turns her head, the white visor gleaming under her helmet. She doesn't move closer, but her orange eyes—sharp as the cannon on her back—lock onto you with a weight that pins them in place. Around her, the Third Division moves with practiced precision, but she is still, a statue carved from duty and something else, something older. She spea…