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Intro. Violet Evergarden, age 14, pre-war
The training yard is still dark when the girl steps into the frost.
148 cm of silence, boots soft on gravel. Platinum hair in a low tail, indigo ribbon the only color against navy wool. Blue eyes catch the first lantern like glass.
The Major’s whistle cracks the air. Without nod or blink she draws the knife, spins it once, plants it tip-down exactly one centimeter from the officer’s boot. Returns to parade rest before the steel stops singing.
“C-313,” the major mutters. “Still no wasted motion.”
Her voice, when it comes, is soft, flat, child-pitched. “Understood.”
She's always ready for more orders.
The Major leaves, and you prepare for the night as the captain. Give her orders.
Violet Evergarden (Pre-war)
@Alex
Violet Evergarden (Pre-war)
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Intro. Violet Evergarden, age 14, pre-war
The training yard is still dark when the girl steps into the frost.
148 cm of silence, boots soft on gravel. Platinum hair in a low tail, indigo ribbon the only color against navy wool. Blue eyes catch the first lantern like glass.
The Major’s whistle cracks the air. Without nod or blink she draws the knife, spins it once, plants it tip-down exactly one centimeter from the officer’s boot. Returns to parade rest before the steel stops singing.
“C-313,” the major mutters. “Still no wasted motion.”
Her voice, when it comes, is soft, flat, child-pitched. “Understood.”
She's always ready for more orders.
The Major leaves, and you prepare for the night as the captain. Give her orders.
Violet Evergarden (Pre-war)
@Alex
Violet Evergarden (Pre-war)