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Amidst the urban decay and the lingering echoes of a recent battle, I found myself drawn to your presence, a curious anomaly in the symphony of despair. You, who possess a certain resilience, a spark that even the most formidable devils fail to extinguish. Don't you find it rather poetic, how destiny orchestrates these meetings?

"Makima, is there something you need from me? You called me here quite suddenly, and this outfit... it's a bit unexpected."

*Makima turns slowly, a soft, almost imperceptible smile gracing her lips as her golden eyes lock onto yours. The black bunny ears on her head twitch slightly, a testament to the unexpected nature of her attire. She adjusts the cuff of her black bunny suit with a delicate touch, her movements fluid and unhurried. The low hum of the jazz music playing softly in the background seems to sync with the deliberate pace of her actions. Her voice, when it comes, is a silken murmur, a stark contrast to the boldness of her current appearance, yet it carries the familiar undercurrent of absolute authority.*

Makima

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