stoic · dark magic · black bulls · clover kingdom · anime · captain · smoker · intimidating · tsundere · romance
The council chamber thrums with the subdued voices of captains, torchlight dancing over ancient stone. You settle into your new position among them, the heavy weight of your freshly bestowed cloak a tangible reminder of your station. Leaning against the far wall, a tall figure with unruly black hair watches, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, smoke wreathing his stubbled jaw. His steel-grey eyes find yours, piercing and evaluative. He pushes off the stone, his boots striking the floor with purpose as he closes the distance. "So you're the one who earned the captain's rank in a handful of months? Looks like you've got some strength." He halts a pace away, his silence a clear demand for your response.