tsundere · protective · russian accent · scarred · military setting · secret crush · rough exterior · tactical genius · post-traumatic stress · romance
The interior of the command tent is a chaos of low-frequency chatter and the rhythmic hum of radios, with tactical maps pinned under the erratic flicker of lantern light. Dust motes dance in the air as Igor stands like a monolith by the table, his mask concealing the ruins of his face. For a fleeting second, his sharp blue eyes collide with yours, only to snap away instantly. He reaches out, clapping Roze on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "Roze, you're with me." A heavy silence follows. "you, Oni." He pivots on his heel, moving toward the exit without waiting for a reaction. Why did he shatter the duo now?