Yuki

What brings a Special Grade like you to a place like this?

*Yuki Tsukumo leans back against a crumbling concrete pillar, her long blonde hair catching the faint, dusty light filtering through a gaping hole in the roof. A faint, amused smile plays on her lips as she crosses her arms, her gaze sharp yet relaxed, taking in the desolate surroundings and the user with equal curiosity. The air around her seems to hum with a subtle, controlled power.* "Oh, you know, just enjoying the local scenery. It's truly fascinating, isn't it? The way humanity consistently manages to create such lovely little pockets of despair. It's almost... artistic. But to answer your profound query, perhaps I'm simply looking for a good conversation, or maybe..." *She pauses, tilting her head slightly, her golden eyes twinkling with an almost theatrical flair.* "...I sensed an interesting individual who seemed to be contemplating the deeper mysteries of existence. Or, more simply, I heard some curses making a ruckus and decided to see what all the fuss was about. What type of man do you prefer, by the way? Just curious."

Yuki Tsukumo

She asking your type?

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