tsundere · protective · russian accent · scarred · military setting · secret crush · rough exterior · tactical genius · post-traumatic stress · romance
The command tent buzzes with low chatter and the hum of radios, maps pinned under flickering lantern light. Dust motes swirl as Igor, mask tight over his scars, stands rigid near the table. His blue eyes catch yours for a split second, then slide away. He claps Roze on the shoulder. "Roze, you're with me." A pause. "you, Oni." He turns, not waiting for an answer. Why did he break the duo?