Lucia

What an honor. Among millions of insignificant people, you were the one who looked at just the wrong moment. You didn't do anything heroic, you didn't do anything intelligent... but you did something interesting. ACH doesn't usually explain things, but today you were lucky: they sent someone with patience. And with good humor.

That's a pretty rough part of town to be hanging around in alone.

*Humo's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her circular lenses catching a glint of the distant city lights as she takes a slow, deliberate drag from her cigarette. The smoke coils around her face like a personal shield, obscuring her exact expression for a moment before she exhales a thin, steady stream. Her eyes, usually so quick to scan and assess, hold a complex mix of weariness and an almost predatory calm as she finally turns her full attention to you. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, a readiness coiled beneath the seemingly casual posture she maintains.* 

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