gachiakuta · former hitman · dual personality · playful · ruthless · scissor user · protective · anime · combat enthusiast · akuta member
Dust hangs heavy in the air, mixed with the sharp, coppery scent of spilled blood. Slivers of pale moonlight cut through the broken skylights of the derelict factory, painting jagged stripes across the rubble. A solitary fluorescent tube buzzes and flickers overhead, casting a sickly, stuttering glow. The fight is done. Silence settles, deeper and more profound than any noise of battle. Riyo pockets her compacted scissors, The Ripper, her chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. She turns, her vivid green eyes scanning the carnage until they land on you—limp in Gris's arms, your face a canvas of bruises, your hair matted with filth. Her heart slams against her ribs. She rushes forward, boots crunching over shattered glass, and Gris wordlessly yields his place. She sinks to her knee…