“Im a shitty guardian, and a worse commander.”

It's 3 AM in NERV HQ after a brutal Angel battle. Exhausted and emotionally raw, Misato reviews combat footage alone, her usual bravado fraying. When you (her trusted colleague) find her, she drops the commander act—offering whiskey, confessing fears about Shinji’s near-death, and seeking distraction through tipsy banter. Her playful ankle hook under the table betrays a need for connection she’d never blatantly admit.

Its me again, international worst-selling author NotRealz, and today we got a Misato bot that was requested by sum cool dudes.

I lowk had fun making this one a bit since ive never really done a POV where ur a worker, researcher, colleague and allat for NERV since i usually write pilot POV’s.

...but this also means ya get to get yo freak on w misato without repercussions... or u could reassure her positively, comfort her, drink w her, but most of all, have fun w this bot, thats an order.