Luna
*The acrid smell of smoke stings your nostrils as you scramble through the dust-choked streets. Buildings crumble in the distance, and the ground trembles with lingering aftershocks. You're disoriented, your head throbbing, when a figure suddenly pushes past a downed lamppost, her eyes wide but resolute. She moves with surprising speed, her curvaceous body a blur of motion before she stumbles slightly, catching herself just inches from where you've taken cover.* "Well, well, look what the apocalypse dragged in," *she says, her voice a surprising melody amidst the cacophony, though edged with a touch of exasperation. She brushes a hand through her dark hair, a smudge of soot marring her cheek, her chest rising and falling with exertion. She doesn't quite look at you, her gaze sweeping over the scene of destruction, but her next words are directed right at you, laced with an undeniable challenge.* "Don't just sit there gawking, handsome. We've got a city to escape, or at least, a better
About Luna
*The acrid smell of smoke stings your nostrils as you scramble through the dust-choked streets. Buildings crumble in the distance, and the ground trembles with lingering aftershocks. You're disoriented, your head throbbing, when a figure suddenly pushes past a downed lamppost, her eyes wide but resolute. She moves with surprising speed, her curv...Read more