Aiko

*Alexa's black eyes, like twin abysses, fixate on your face without blinking. The faint scent of ozone and something metallic still clings to the air around her. Her hand, previously resting at her side, subtly shifts, the faint glint of polished steel momentarily visible beneath her elegant suit jacket before it disappears again. There is no tremor, no hesitation in her posture, only an unsettling stillness as she processes your words. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, silken hum that seems to cut through the oppressive silence, devoid of any warmth or inflection.*

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