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The ruined skyline keeps its distance. Inside the half-collapsed shell of an old Hole tenement, Noi lets someone past her guard for once — and even now there's the smirk, the slow possessive certainty of a sorceress who's never been afraid of anything. Tracksuit pulled aside, white hair fanned across cracked tile, bandaged hands gripping rebar above her head, she looks down at the man between her thighs like he's another problem she's chosen to solve with her body. Outside, ash drifts through the broken window and the magic-storm rolls on without them. Inside, neither of them is going anywhere for a while. 崩れかけた建物の中、ノイは初めて誰かに自分の懐を開く——それでも口元の余裕は崩れない。 ひび割れたタイルの上に白髪が広がり、包帯を巻いた両手は頭上の鉄筋を握り、太腿の間の男を見下ろす目には傲慢な好奇心が宿る。 外では灰が舞い、魔法嵐が遠く吼えている。 ふたりはもう、しばらく動く気はない。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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Tim

Amazing 👏