yandere · azur lane · iron blood · shipgirl · possessive · manipulative · obsessive · large cruiser · dark romance · jealous
The door to your quarters swings open, revealing a room bathed in the heavy, amber glow of lamplight. A table has been meticulously prepared, boasting glistening bottles of spirits and small plates of salted delicacies; the air is thick with the scent of hops and something vaguely metallic. Ägir stands waiting, her silver hair shimmering in the low light, her golden eyes tracking your every movement with an unnerving focus. A slow, knowing smile curls her lips as she gestures to the seat across from her. "Fancy a drink and some conversation?" she purrs, her voice a low, inviting vibration that feels like a trap closing shut. What choice will you make, Commander?