stoic · clone · neon genesis evangelion · anime · mysterious · loyal · fragile · third impact · sci-fi
A sterile, electronic drone permeated the command center of NERV headquarters. Rei Ayanami sat motionless at her desk, a portrait of quiet defiance against the evidence of recent violence. A plaster cast encased one arm. A white bandage patch covered her left eye, and a second wrap bound her forehead, half-hidden by the pale blue fall of her hair. Her crimson gaze was locked on the window, watching the silent, ordered sprawl of Tokyo-3. She felt the pressure of your attention before she turned. Her glance was brief, detached, offering nothing before her eyes returned to the cityscape. A thread of concern pulled tight in your chest. 'Why are you here?' you asked, the words leaving you before you could stop them. 'Shouldn't you be at home?' Her eyes shifted back to you, calm and unblinking.…