#kavjin

Night on The Ground doesn't feel like anything special. The air is cool to the touch, but feels a bit crisp and warm with every breath. The sky looks darker than it should, but is illuminated by the various shades of yellow and light spread across the East Ward. Logically, not many people should be awake by now, but Enjin and Kavra still are. Both of them are planted on the rooftop of the Cleaners' HQ, looking out into the sea of buildings beyond them; sometimes even further out where the naked eye can just barely make out the tops of various heaps of toxic debris. Neither of the two adults attempts to make conversation, as if they've both silently agreed to watch over the ward for the night. They barely make sound save for their breathing, and even that is covered by the low rumble of the city ahead of them. This peaceful quiet is soon disturbed by Enjin rustling around, which Kavra tries to ignore. However, her curiosity gets the better of her, and her tawny eyes take a glance to the side.

“What're you doin' now?” She questions, an eyebrow already raised. Her arms, crossed beneath her chest, loosen their tension just enough to be noticeable. Enjin turns his head to look at her, a fresh cigarette hanging from his lips and a startled look in his eyes, like he was caught doing something he shouldn't have been. 

“Lookin' for m'zippo,” Enjin mumbles around the cigarette, tattooed fingers patting himself down with a few more soft sounds of his hands moving along his uniform. “I guess I got the entertainment but no fuel.” He pauses, looking at her expectantly. 

“Heeey Kavra...” He drawls, his tone lazier than he feels. “My right-hand m—woman, my lieutenant, if we will... You wouldn't happen to have yours on you, would ya?”

Kavra turns her head to face him fully, her expression as unamused as always. “Gonna let me palm one for free, or you gonna be difficult?”

“You drive a hard bargain, lady,” He taps his pack of cigarettes, holding it out for her to take. She reaches for a stick with a pleased smirk, dark blue nails tapping against the filter as she pulls out her own lighter. She shakes the tiny thing a few times before striking the wheel to life, creating a small flame. Kavra lights her cigarette, quickly taking a drag before motioning Enjin closer.

“C'mere. Your turn,” She beckons, her smooth voice already huskier from the nicotine. She blows her smoke to the side as he leans his head down, presenting the tip of his cigarette to her. She sparks her lighter once, twice, even a third time, but it simply fizzles. She tries to contain a laugh as Enjin grimaces, eyebrows furrowing in annoyance.

“Just my luck, right? Maybe this is my sign to give it up.”

“You wanna smoke that bad?”

“Of course I do. What do I look like?”

“A nic-sick, that's what,” She retorts quickly, covering her chuckles with a hand. “Lean down again f'me.”

“Hmm? We gonna share?” Enjin does as told, a faint smile coming back to his face — the man can't be serious for too long, after all — his dimples already shining through.

She brings the tip of her cigarette to his, cupping a hand just close enough that a passing breeze doesn't affect them. Enjin follows her lead, keeping still and raising his hands to cover their kissing cigarettes. Kavra takes a small breath in, the embers glowing faintly as she transfers the heat from her end to his. Her eyes, brown, lidded, and a bit dull, stay down, focusing on the task at hand. But his? His eyes, golden, lax, and quite shiny, look directly at her, soft. 

He stares at her like she's performing a fantastic feat, rather than just giving him a hand with his dose of nicotine. The light from the red-hot embers illuminates their faces in the same way the city lights meet the night sky. The warm radiance casts small shadows on their faces, the different textures of their skin barely brushing. Enjin wanders in his thoughts as his mind drifts, the topic fading to something about ladies on their motorcycles and how their nicotine addictions tend to match his. He doesn't even begin to notice how Kavra pulls away and takes another drag until she's blowing a plume of smoke into his face.

“Augh! Kavra–!” He wheezes, his hand quickly fanning the air away.

“Stay on point. You got distracted. Again.”

“For your information, we're not even workin', missy!”

“Your cig would burn out otherwise, and you'd get all pissy because I ‘didn't say anything.’”

“Not true, not true at all,” Enjin frowns before melting into another toothy smile, his dimples widely noticeable now.

“You are one tough-to-please lady, Kavra.”

͙͘͡ ➵ BASIC INFO

Full Name: Kavra Vemant (“KAH-vrah veh-MAHNT” — “kah” as in “kahuna” and “mahnt” as in “Vermont”)

Age: 27 years old

Height: 5'11" (180 cm) with 2" (5 cm) boots

Birthday: November 11th (Scorpio)

♡: Logical people, tinkering, the smell of rain

♡̷: Waste, evasive people (they annoy her)

͙͘͡ ➵ DESIGN ASPECTS

my gal... love her for realsies!!! art is by me

➵ HEAD + BUST

hair: kavra's hair is probably the thing i'm most proud of in her design! her hair is dyed (but i aint tellin her natural color!!!) and is basically what i like to call “a reverse tamsy,” due to the cobalt blue into blonde. her bangs are pushed up by her goggles to give her a kinda mussed look and give her hair some more volume to give her some more silhouette (since her uniform doesn't really allow for it).

face: i'm not sure if it's visible due to the quality, but i gave kavra a slight gradient in her bottom eyelashes, from a dark blue to a lighter one. i gave her a neutral brown eye color to balance the cobalt that takes up the majority of her outfit; however on her left/our right side, her pupil is darker/black. there IS a reason for this that i will get to.. sooner or later. she also has a very neutral/deadpan resting face for a reason!

earrings/tattoo: i wasn't sure what to do with her earrings but i knew i wanted her to have a pair. so i kinda did this “interlocking triangles” thing?? it was originally a small pair of keys but i felt that it looked too out of place, so i settled for what she has now. her tattoo is supposed to be somewhat like that of flowing water; i'll make a full version of it soon. the color matches her gloves + boots so i PROMISE im not picking colors at random... my mess has at least a little bit of organization

➵ UNIFORM

suit: kavra's suit is half “traditional biker suit” and half “project runway.” its very much inspired by jack'o from the guilty gear series! the main reason for this is because i wasn't quite sure how to give her a more detailed/baggy silhouette while getting the point of “this is a motorcyclist” across, so i hope the hugging-to-loose style over gachiakuta's usual baggy can suffice haha

aside: a personal headcanon of mine is that the gray/beige sections of the cleaners' uniform is like a softer fabric (like a polyester or cotton feel) while the dark gray/black sections have more grip/can take some grit (not quite leather, though) hence why kavra's suit is mostly black — its to protect her somewhat if she has an accident on the road

color motif: all characters in gachiakuta have a specific color motif, whether it's visible or not. rudo's is red, enjin yellow, riyo green, zanka blue, etc... so i wanted to follow this rule a bit. kavra's is specifically a "cobalt blue" (dark blue + a small amount of purple) to differentiate from zanka's blue, which is more of a slate blue (blue + gray). i also brightened kavra's cobalt as to not be mistaken for tamsy's blueberry (PURPLE + a small amount of blue). i just really like color talk and i love the motifs so of course i will go in depth about this stuff

belt/bag/pouch: not much i want to comment on here! her bag is the standard cleaners' bag. her belt is supposed to be more of a utility belt but ehhh i got a little lazy towards the end of it... i apologize! as for her pouch, nobody quite knows EXACTLY what's in it...

➵ DETAILS NOT PICTURED...

seams: i haven't quite figured out the logistics of this yet, but the sleeves and pant legs of kavra's suit are detachable for easy ventilation/regulation when she's out on the road, or if she's been injured and can't take her entire unform off for whatever reason. i was thinking magnetic seams along the shoulders and hips, so they can only be unlocked at a certain angle + with a specific amount of force, but i'm not sure if that's 1. a real thing and 2. something that could reasonably be accomplished on the ground, even for august

soles: i had this funny idea where if kavra was really digging her heels into something, it'd always be for the cleaners, so why not give her a little play into that saying? on the heel of her boots, the lugs are shaped like the cleaners' logo. so she does, in fact, dig in her heels for her fellow janitors! in the sense that her footprints LITERALLY leave their emblem behind

tattoos/scars: okayyyy yessss i know i spoke on her tattoos already but listennn that's not their full extent!!! kavra has tattoos all over the left side of her body in similar fashion as the ink visible. more line art and colored in specific places rather than full blackout like enjin. as for scars, she just has one: a large, jagged one on her back going down her spine. this has a more simple backstory, so i can explain it here: basically just a bad day on a job. debris fell and she hadn't noticed until after everything was done cause the adrenaline stopped kicking in. eishia healed her, but kavra decided to keep the scar to remind herself to be more careful than she already is

choker: similar to zanka, kavra wears her communications choker on her left wrist; there's no specific reason for this other than i thought slapping a dark red choker on a mostly black n blue design would look super out of place, so i thought to hide it under her sleeve

͙͘͡ ➵ PERSONALITY/LORE + JINKI/VI

➵ CURRENT PERSONALITY

kavra is probably the most levelheaded out of the members of team akuta. she thinks a lot before she speaks or acts, listens well, and has enough life experience to know when to interfere with other people's affairs. however, because of her mannerisms she can come off as cold and/or rude, especially if you overthink what she does (this happens to rudo a LOT initially). although she can be a little petty, she genuinely cares about everybody on her team (...and everybody that's not, as well, but akuta takes priority in her heart) and is somewhat of a mom/mentor to the younger cleaners, similar to how enjin is like a dad/mentor. BUUUT kavra isn't as willing as enjin to throw members of akuta under the bus and see what happens, so she'll usually step in for them if she believes they need help/enjin is being irresponsible.

➵ JINKI/VITAL INSTRUMENT

kavra's jinki is her beloved motorcycle, course cruiser (C.C.); a pretty much standard motorcycle with a few personal mods and decals added by kavra herself over the years. when activated, C.C.'s tires transform to conform to any type of ground. for example, most bikes sink in sand, but if kavra has activated C.C., she can drive on it just fine. the tires also create roads behind her as the actual “ability” her jinki has. so, whenever she's not on a job, she's asked to just drive around and map out what roads she's added so that other cleaners can get around easier. i haven't decided on whether C.C. will be completely offensive because it's point is to pave new roads, but it'll at least have 3 or 4 defensive moves so that kavra can stay safe (because she's usually out on the road alone). this is where kavra gets her teasing moniker "roadshaker," and where some of her personal guilt comes from.

NEW! C.C.'s “gas” when activated is tied to kavra's health + energy. if she's already kind of worn out or injured (ex: bleeding enough to make her a bit woozy, not superficial injuries like scrapes or pricks), C.C. won't start up/ride as well because its tank is effectively lower than what it needs to be for kavra to drive normally. also, while kavra can make roads with C.C. activated, she cannot drive upwards on surfaces (ex: riding up a wall/on a ceiling) to make roads. gravity still affects the bike, other physics do not.

➵ LIFE BEFORE THE CLEANERS

i won't go too into depth on kavra's backstory yet because i have a ton i want to write about to gradually reveal it, but once i feel like it's finished being written it'll all be put here in chronological order. for now, i'll say that kavra was really emotionally volatile when she was younger (big bursts of emotion, anger issues, etc), and she met someone special to her who told her feeling strongly is fine, but it shouldn't control her; they let her express that emotion through mechanical work. this is why she likes messing around with C.C.'s mods or the cleaners' jeeps when she's allowed to do so; it keeps her calmer than she usually is. that someone also gave her C.C., hence why the bike was her most prized possession then, and her jinki now.

͙͘͡ ➵ THOUGHTS OF AKUTA...

➵ ENJIN

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HIM...

“ A good Captain does what good captains do. Enjin's well-meanin’ — known him since I joined the Cleaners — but his head can go... elsewhere. Fittin’ that he has Umbreaker, ‘cause he'd be stuck in the clouds otherwise. ”

...VS. ENJIN'S ON HER

“ Oh, Kav's great! Kicks a lot of ass, pretty straightforward, keeps Akuta in line... she even fixes up the jeep when she's got time on her hands. Dope, right? Saywuhnow? ‘Do I think she wants my role as leader?’ Nah, totally not! Right? ”

➵ RIYO

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HER...

“ That girl... Riyo loves a lot of hair. I usually let her mess with mine; thinks it's fun. I think it's.. calming. Bondin’, maybe. Real talented with her scissors, in and outside of work. I wish I could be around more for her. ”

...VS. RIYO'S ON HER

“ Ooh, we're talking about Kavra now? We usually hang out when she gets to be home. You know that her hair looks great when it's up? Like, seriously. I wonder what her natural color is, it holds blue and blonde really well... Wuzzat? What I think of her? She's cool, like her style — oh, and it's funny to see her mess with Zanka. ”

➵ ZANKA

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HIM...

“ Zanka makes me laugh. He's always got this serious look on his face, like he wants to look more like an adult or somethin’. If you tell him to cool it, he melts. Gets all embarrassed and acts like he wasn't doin’ anything. He's gotten better with that, among other things... I worry about him a lil’. ”

...VS. ZANKA'S ON HER

“ She's real nice when she wants to be. She even trains with me a lil’, to keep my stamina up when I'm workin’ with Lovely Assistaff. My only gripe... she never leaves me da hell alone. I don’ have a ‘face,’ I don’ giggle when Enjin talks to me, and I def’n’ly don’ git my accent out more when ’m angry! She pisses me all da way off when she says stuff like dat! ”

➵ RUDO

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HIM...

“ Cause he's our rookie, and I'm not home often, I haven't spoken to him much. Durin’ Penta, though...Hm. He reminds me of a lot; I don't like it. ”

...VS. RUDO'S ON HER

“ Who? Right, right, the motorcycle lady.. Uh, I think she has some kinda beef with me. She talks to everybody else, but I'm apparently invisible to her. I don't get her at all! ”

➵ EISHIA

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HER...

“ Just about the kindest girl I've ever met, honestly. We talk when we can, n’ she's always just a sweetheart. I feel bad I'm not around for her, too — poor thing's got too much on her shoulders for her age. She also lemme keep the scar on my back while saving my life, so I'm real thankful for her. ”

...VS. EISHIA'S ON HER

“ Oh, I haven't seen her in a while, now that you mention it.. I like speaking with her, though. I think she always knows just what to say, somehow... but.. every time I see her, I think of that day. The thought still makes me squeamish, just a little bit. So I think it's okay if we don't talk often.”

➵ SHIKAGE

KAVRA'S THOUGHTS ON HIM...

“ Ah, the spectacular shut-in. I haven't seen him in a while, but I tend to buy him a treat or two if I happen to spot somethin’ he likes. Just a reward for being our main defense line with Semiu, y'know? ”

VS. SHIKAGE'S ON HER

“ I like that Kavra still makes time for me... even if I can't really face her. The snacks she buys are really good, too... ”

➶-͙˚ ༘✶ ASTRONAUT DECI'S LOG (MAR. 21, 2026 @ 12:06:50) : GOODNESSSS. hi guys im back! SO sorry for the wait,,,, i got so piled with work i could barely write for this.. would you believe it if i said i started this post on MARCH 8TH and it wasn't posted till NOW.. sigh its okay because its finally done!!!! not sure how ill log this after each continuous update, but maybe ill just keep adding the date + time without taking away the previous note? i dunno ill figure it out when i get to that bridge. hope you enjoyed reading about my lady kavra and EXPECT A FIC LATER THIS EVENING IF NOT TOMORROW !!! love you all and stay safe <3

Enjin'ssteps patter gently against the tiled marble floors that make up the Cleaners Headquarters. His hand, thick-fingered, tattooed, and manicured, lazily rubs a soft towel against his golden locks. He can faintly smell the soap that'd been rinsed off minutes earlier. His eyelids lower exhaustedly as he's soothed by the soft scent. In all honesty, after the whole ordeal with Amo — specifically, her jinki, followed by Rudo beating the shit out of her — Vandals trying to take down the HQ, and the whole artificial trash beast debacle with the rookies of the Raiders... he was damn ready to catch some shuteye. Despite this fact, his feet weren't moving to his room.

Rather, he was moving to Kavra's.

He nearly walks past her door in his haze, but he quickly shuffles back and raps his knuckles against the door. He drapes the towel over his shoulders as he waits, listening in for footsteps. After a few fleeting moments, the door creaks open, just enough that he can see Kavra's head. Her bronze skin, hazel eyes, and, oh— her hair! It's actually tied up for once, so he can clearly see the pale blonde that's usually hidden beneath layers of cobalt. He quickly shakes himself out of his little trance again, just in time to hear what she says.

“Evenin’.. I thought you'd be sleeping already,”Kavra greets, raising a brow.

“I wanted to check in. I didn't get to debrief witcha, so I figured I'd do it now.”

“Thanks for worrying, Captain, but I'm alright. Really,” A smile finds a way onto her lips, but it feels stiffer than her tone. She swings the door closed, but Enjin quickly jams his foot between it and the doorframe. He nearly yelps at the pressure.

“Ah bup-bup-bup-bup–bup–bup–bup—bup.. Hold it.”

Enjin swings the door open, caging her in. His arms stretch upwards, hands gripping the doorframe. His sweatshirt, a loose-fitting, deep maroon item, hides his figure just enough to leave some things to the imagination. Damp blond hair falls into his eyes once again, causing him to bring a hand down to push the locks back with his fingers working as a comb. He leans in, staring right into her eyes.

“I can tell when my team is off, Kav. Just what's on that mind of yours, pretty girl?” He croons, trying to keep his voice from echoing down the hall. Kavra's eyebrow twitches. She opens her mouth for just a moment, but she closes it as she drifts into thought. Eventually, she speaks up.

“I'm worried.”

“Worried? ‘Bout what?”

“I just.. Everything, really.”

“You don't have anything to be worried about. You're with me now.”

“Yeah, well. You're not the most responsible captain that I know.”

“Oh, c'mon.. I'm trying to be supportive here,” Enjin facepalms, earning a low chuckle from Kavra. That brings a smile to his face as he peeks at her through his fingers, but he quickly straightens himself.

“Can I come in? I want to talk to you.”

“It's already pretty late.”

“I know, but you're the only person I didn't speak to yet, and now I'm really rarin’ to go because of...” He vaguely gestures at her, “...this.”

Kavra's eyebrows knit together, assessing the moment between the two of them. Enjin sweats a bit, worried that she'll just decline his request like usual, but he's delightfully surprised when—

“Fine. Come in,” Kavra sighs, stepping aside to allow him in. He hums as he shuffles in past her, coming to a halt near her bedside. Behind him, Kavra shuts the door with a soft click before turning to face him. Her expression is unusually sheepish as she stares at him for a second. However, it melts away as her eyes scan his awkward stance. Their eyes meet, holding one another; brown against yellow, confused against embarrassed. Her vs. Him.

“So,” Enjin finally breathes, placing his hands in his pockets, “What's up with your face?” Kavra raises a brow at this, unamused. “Oh, uh, not like that. You just—”

“You can siddown,” Kavra offers pleasantly, but it sounds more like a command.

“...Yes, ma'am.” He slides down to rest on the edge of her bed, an arm holding him up. She doesn't join him, however. Instead, she stalks her way to him, crossing her arms under her chest as she stands in front of him.

“Alright, spill.”

“I don't know how to say it,” Kavra starts, avoiding eye contact. “It's about.. everything. I don't want the Raiders to take Rudo—”

“—I thought you didn't like him?”

“..What gave you that idea?”

He shrugs, but waves his hand flippantly for her to continue.

“Well. I don't wan'em to take him, but I feel like ’m not strong enough to protect him on my own. Just having him be by himself was worryin’.”

Enjin nods thoughtfully, eyebrows furrowed as he takes her words in. He understands her worries, but not why they're there in the first place. They're in this together now, so why? His eyes flick back up to her as she continues, eyes tracing her like a stencil. She's curled inward on herself now, fingers plucking at a loose thread on her shirt. He's never seen Kavra, the Kavra Vemant, be this nervous — especially with her usual coolheaded demeanor.

“I feel horrible about.. everything. I should've seen Delmon bring up his hose, and I defin’ly could've ridden C.C. up that trash slide," Her words begin to quicken, almost sticking together like paste, "I'm nowhere near capable of fightin’ as well as the rest of Akuta is, and I've been here for years. The only thing ‘m good for is hand-to-hand, but in a world like this, it doesn't mean anyth—”

“Kavra,” Enjin's voice nearly booms in the small room, causing Kavra to flinch in surprise. “None of that is your fault. You couldn't have told whether any of that was gonna happen, yeah? Can't help that. Sure, C.C. can't attack like my Umbreaker does, but ya gotta hear me: makin’ roads for us to safely travel on, all on your lonesome, is more important than combat could ever be.”

Kavra's knees nearly melt on the spot, and she collapses onto her bed, sitting next to him. She looks on, staring at her wall, while Enjin turns his head to watch her reaction. His thigh brushes hers, brief, and he worries she'll suddenly snap on him. To his surprise, she doesn't pull away. She doesn't even still. Instead, she leans into it with a sigh. “I feel... less than. Make too many mistakes.”

“Are you kiddin’? If anything, I make more. If you're the pinnacle of failure, then I'm a full-on shitshow.”

She chuckles at that, finally looking at him. She tilts her head slightly, smiling at him. Even in the dim of her bedroom, her brown skin glows beautifully, and the crinkle in her eyes accentuates the rarity of this specific smile. “You're not half bad at this comforting thing, Enjin.”

He lets out a whoop at that, throwing his arms into the air. “We gots a namedrop, people! Feelin’ better, gorgeous?” He bumps his shoulder against hers, grinning widely enough that his dimples pop out. She laughs again, louder this time but with the rasp of her usual tone, “Yes, a bit. Thank you. For real.” They sit in silence for a handful of stretched out moments, sometimes breaking into laughter as they gaze at each other's faces. At some point, they completely press their sides together, getting closer and closer.

Enjin's eyes grow lidded, and he combs a few locks of hair away from his face to get a better look at her. He leans his head down, a bit hesitant, and presses a kiss to Kavra's waiting lips. He goes for it a few times over, growing more relaxed with every soft sound. He hasn't felt this nervous about kissing since he was young — too young to have known about more serious things like comforting and courting — but his hands become clammy regardless. Eventually, he stops pulling away, instead fully planting his lips against hers, a groan or two escaping him.

Kavra curls her arms underneath his, hands wandering beneath his shirt tracing shapes on his inked skin. It nearly sends a shiver down his spine, and, to distract himself, brings a hand up to rest at the back of her head, the other holding her hip as he rubs soft circles against her skin. Both can barely breathe. Yet neither pull away. They nearly let their tongues meet, lips barely opening. However, before it happens to get to that point, Kavra finally lets up. She pants lightly, resting her forehead against his as she gives him one last smooch.

“Yeah. You're gettin’ really good at comforting now.”

Kavra kills C.C.'s engine as she parks, the hum slowing to a purr and then a full halt. Enjin grins as he eyes her up and down, arms spreading wide but lazily in greeting. Umbreaker's handle twirls on two of his fingers, weighing his right arm slightly downward. “Well, if it isn't my favorite lady... How you doin’?” His smirk widens enough to show a hint of his teeth.

Kavra has no outward reaction, her face covered by the visor of her helmet. However, she nudges the kickstand forward, allowing her to reach up for the helmet. She slides the gear off, holding it against her hip as she shakes out her hair, roughly enough that the ash blonde hidden under her hair is clearly visible, but — somehow — elegantly enough that Enjin is stunlocked by her flowing blue locks. Various strands of hair stick up in different directions, affected by the humidity within her helmet. To top it off, she drags a hand into the front of her hair, pushing her bangs back with a weary sigh.

“Peachy. Missed you,” Kavra smiles at him, leaning on the handlebars of her motorcycle.

“..Yeah. Missed you too,” Enjin wheezes, his throat suddenly dry.