That Moment of Peace
A moment of peace, rain falling gently against the windows, the scent of fire and red aura mingling with mundane smells of an apartment shut up against the weather, stale scents of breakfast and cigarette smoke.
It’s rare and remarkable for highly ranked blue and red clansman to share that moment of peace together.
Seri lets her wary edge slowly fade before Izumo’s openness. He seems so close to his king, in ways she doesn’t have with the Captain. Friends.
She looks at him talking about friends and wonders a little to herself if this is what that feels like.0