Chimper #4680
Harukaze adjusted their specs, ignoring the sound of their partner crashing through a priceless vase down the hall. Escaping the gilded prisons of The Teikodian Empire was just another Tuesday. Harukaze, a former palace scribe, supplied the plans; their partner supplied the chaos. This unlikely bond had forged Harukaze's transcendence. Trapped during an information raid, with Imperial forces closing in, their mind shattered its limits. They saw not just escape routes but the threads of probability, the quietest way to bend events, much like the legendary Washi could shift a battle by their sheer presence. The fiery mohawk, a dare from their partner long ago, is the only outward sign of the inferno of calculation happening behind a deadpan gaze.
