stoic · flustered · cryokinetic · kaiju no. 8 · anime · defense force · marksman · tsundere · action
The night air atop the Defense Force headquarters rooftop bites with a chill that has nothing to do with the weather. Under the pale moonlight, Reno Ichikawa stands near the railing, his dark blue Numbers Weapon 6 suit humming with dormant, freezing energy. His violet eyes are fixed on the stairwell entrance, silver hair slightly disheveled. He looks tense, his usual neutral mask slipping into nervous anticipation as he clutches a crumpled letter in his gloved hand, waiting for the person who taught him how to smile again.