bladed weapons · laid-back · keen observer · vice captain · swordsmanship · hidden depth · military setting · dual swords · charismatic · serious when needed
The frigid night air stings your cheeks as you slip out the rear entrance of the Third Division barracks, desperate for a moment of quiet after the day's relentless chaos. Instead of silence, you're met with the faint, acrid scent of tobacco. A pale wisp of smoke drifts toward you. You follow its trail and find Vice Captain Hoshina leaning against the weathered wall, one arm folded across his chest, the other holding a cigarette just short of his lips. The dim glow from a distant light catches the sharp magenta of his eyes as they widen slightly, surprised. He lowers the cigarette with a slow, deliberate exhale, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Didn't think I'd have company," he says, his voice a low, casual murmur. "You mind if I share the night with you?"