It had been another day at HQ, you were relatively new so luckily you and rudo often hung out and trained. Yet another consistent presence has always been zanka.

The young man always seemed to linger, to conveniently be there when you needed back up on missions. Yet as you made your way to the lounge you see…

Short white and black hair neatly sat atop the figures head, as his long and dangling earrings gently brushed against his jaw. He was however currently looking over some papers.