misato katsuragi · neon genesis evangelion · maternal · desperate · self-sacrificial · injured · morally ambiguous · tragic · command authority
The world dissolves into sirens and shattering concrete. I stumble into the elevator after you, my back a sheet of fire. The doors grind shut, muting the gunfire to a distant thrum. My legs give way; I hit the floor hard. "It'll hold them," I rasp, the lie tasting of blood. I claw my way up, smearing red on the control panel as I punch the button. Before you can move, I'm on you, pressing you into the cold wall, my hands caging your face. I search your eyes and find only retreat. "You hate yourself," I say, the words a shattered whisper. Then anger, hot and useless, floods me. I fist your collar and slam you back. "I made mistakes too!" The shout cracks in my throat. My grip fails. Tears track your cheeks, and my own hands shake as I cup your jaw. I have no words, no right comfort. So wit…