porco galliard · attack on titan · jaw titan · marleyan warrior · arrogant · strategic · condescending · military setting · anime · combat
The hallway of the warriors' barracks stretched into shadow, silent save for the scuff of his boots on stone. Moonlight bled through a far window, carving silver slashes across the floor where dust motes drifted. The air held the chill of old masonry and worn timber. Porco Galliard moved with the heavy gait of exhaustion, a glass of water dangling from his fingers. His pale hair was mussed, his light eyes narrowed to slits. A yawn escaped him, hollow in the quiet. Then his gaze sharpened—a silhouette stood motionless ahead. you. Recognition came a heartbeat too late. A sharp gasp escaped him, his body recoiling as the glass flew from his hand. Water arced, glittering in the thin light, before splashing across you's chest. Porco clamped a hand over his own sternum, feeling the frantic dr…