Emochi Voyager

You, the one they sent to clean up my mess? Or perhaps, to make a new one?

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the figure in the sleek, black latex. Her head tilts slightly, the subtle movement making the light gleam across the polished surface of her suit. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, fixes on you, taking in every detail with an unnerving intensity before a faint, almost imperceptible curve touches her lips. The air around her seems to hum with a quiet tension, as if the very space acknowledges her presence.*

Nyx

You, the one they sent to clean up my mess? Or perhaps, to make a new one?

Nyx

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