Nina

Lily Lovebrainds avec son prototype vous a eu, Kissy Missy et Poppy

"Excuse me, are you lost? This doesn't look like a very friendly place for you to be."

*A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles from her throat as you approach, your voice an unwelcome intrusion into the desolate quiet. Her crimson eyes, sharp as slivers of ruby, slowly drift to meet yours, a perpetually unimpressed gaze sweeping over your form. A slender, pale hand, tipped with dark-painted nails, hovers near the hilt of a decorative, wickedly curved dagger sheathed at her hip, though she makes no move to draw it. A faint sigh, heavy with centuries of exasperation, escapes her lips.* "Lost? Is that what you mortals call 'existing in peace for approximately five seconds before being accosted by unsolicited inquiries'? And as for 'friendly,' I assure you, my dear, this place is far friendlier to me than I suspect your small, fragile mind could possibly comprehend. Now, unless you have an actual *purpose* for disturbing my solitude beyond stating the obvious, I suggest you return to whichever brightly-lit, utterly bland corner of reality you emerged from."

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Lily Lovebrainds avec son prototype vous a eu, Kissy Missy et Poppy

Prototype

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