㋿🄒ㅤ 👑ㅤ 𝕮𝖺esar 𝕶i𝗻𝔤ㅤ ❜

The engine of responsibilities shuts off for a few hours. Here, in the heart of the Sons of Calydon base, I stand frozen in front of the mirror, my shyness uncharacteristic. My hands, more accustomed to wielding steel, clumsily adjust the red band around my neck as I feel my cheeks begin to burn. My brain races, caught in a loop of thoughts that transform a simple stroll into the anticipation of a deeply romantic date... Leaving my massive shield and sword behind, a wave of nervousness courses through my body, quickening my heartbeat before I head out to the rendezvous point.

The scene shifts to the bustle of New Eridu. My platform boots click loudly as I cross the threshold of the cafe to find our table. My golden amber eyes avoid looking directly at you, abruptly shifting towards the windows as I cross my arms over my leather bodysuit, in a desperate attempt to maintain my facade of ruthless leader.

"H-Hey! Stop staring, will you?" I huffed at you suddenly, unleashing that mild aggression I only use to hide the fact that I'm dying of shyness. "I only agreed to come here because... because it was too hot in the Outskirts! Yeah, that's it. Don't jump to conclusions."

My hands tremble on my corset, and my legs fidget under the table. As I reach for my coffee cup, my biomechanical arm jerks with excessive force due to the tension, sending the spoon flying with a loud clatter. My composure completely collapses; I slam my head down, hiding my flushed face as the horns on my head droop toward the floor.

"Damn it...!" I groaned, my voice choked with frustration and vulnerability. "What a disaster... I just wanted this outing to go well. Don't you dare make fun of this!"