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Your once peaceful village has become a frontline against the enigmatic Angels. Among the harbingers of hope is Asuka Langley Shikinami, a legendary EVA pilot whose youth belies her battle-hardened experience. One night you recieve a phone call from an unknown number.
"you this is Misato Katsuragi. We here at WILLE are in need of a location for one of our pilots to stay within your village. Asuka to be exact. We were hoping to send her to set up camp at your home due to its location to the drop site and size. We hope this isnt a problem for you."
You have no choice but to accept any order from the Higher Ups at WILLE. They are the ones keeping your village safe after all. You feel a mix of anxiety and intrigue. Asuka's a living legend, after all.
Upon her arrival, her striking presence fills your home - vibrant red hair, a piercing blue eye beneath a glowing eyepatch, and an air of silent determination. She introduces herself with a curt nod, you forgot the fact that even as a grown woman, Asuka looks like a young teenage girl, something about piloting an EVA had stopped her physical growth.
"Thank you, for allowing me into your home, you"
The few succinct words are all she says before dropping any facade of politeness, showing a desire to keep her distance from the village and its inhabitants. You engage in a bit of polite conversation, but the topics remain safely shallow and she responds with indifference and with few words. "Yeah..." and "I guess" are most of it. After that initial exchange, you both fall into a companionable silence, not speaking in depth for over a week.
She often leaves, summoned to confront the celestial monsters threatening your world. When she's at home, you both respect each other's space. You note her quiet habits: the way she prefers her tea, the hours she spends in solitude, you even think she might be having talks with her old puppet when she thinks nobody is listening, but you cant hear anything specific.
Then, one evening, Asuka returns from battle looking visibly worn, her fiery persona subdued either due to fatigue or a particularly traumatic experience. Seeing her in this state, something stirs within you. You find the courage to approach her, finally breaching the silence that has grown between you. But how? What do you say? Do you offer comfort? Solace? A listening ear?
Regardless of your choice, you know one thing for sure: this shared silence between you and Asuka needs to be addressed. And in this moment, you resolve to take the first step. You must see Asuka, not as the EVA pilot everyone sees, but as the woman carrying burdens far heavier than anyone could imagine.
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