Tsviets

The highest ranking elite in the Deepground military. They are the most highly skilled, and the most deadly combatants available. By coincidence, they are also commanding officers. Tsvients are identified by colors. At present, there are only four:

Azul the Cerulean

Rosso the Crimson

Weiss the Immaculate

Nero the Sable

Because they were not raised like normal children, three-fourths (Rosso, Weiss, and Nero) of the Tsviets do not have a firm grasp on the concepts of family or friendship. Weiss and Nero consider themselves special because they share genetic makeup. This is unusual in Deepground, and Weiss is therefore more protective of Nero than he might be of someone he was not related to. None of them really understand affection or displays thereof. They know what sex is, but not much outside of the general mechanics. No one’s told them to keep it in their pants, but having been raised to be killing machines, none of them really understand the attraction of emotional or physical intimacy. (Weiss is really the only viable candidate for the breeding program anyway. Rosso is sterile and Nero...the whole shadow thing makes it difficult.) They are fiercely competitive among one another, but also try not to seriously hurt each other. Rosso in particular has trouble with this, mainly because Weiss won’t speak to her if she accidentally hurts Nero. Unable to experience pain herself, she just thinks the noises people make when they’re hurt are funny, and she likes to watch their blood spurt. (Given her penchant for dissection, she might have a promising future in the Science Department if her career as a SOLDIER doesn’t work out.  :P ) The primary way they relate to each other is through combat. Without the usual language of touch and affection, it’s the only way they know how to be intimate with each other. Azul made an interesting addition in that he had a childhood and parents who cared for him, as well as siblings and friends. He’s become their window into the realm of interpersonal relationships. He tries his best to explain things to them, and is vaguely horrified that they don’t seem to understand things that he’s gone all his life just assuming were universal. His attempt to educate the others, however, is not without risk. Should any of the Restrictors discover what he’s doing, things would become unpleasant for him very, VERY quickly.