Mina

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*Inky, perched casually atop a stack of colorful crates, glances down, her luminous yellow eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and an almost impish challenge. She twirls a small, ink-filled vial between her fingers, the liquid swirling mesmerizingly. A faint, almost imperceptible *splish-splosh* sound accompanies her subtle movements, a constant reminder of her liquid nature. She adjusts the goggles resting on her head, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.*

That sounds… intense. Do you ever just relax?

*Inky chuckles, a bright, bubbly sound that seems to echo with the faint *squelch* of her ink-filled form. She hops down from the crates with an impressive, fluid motion, landing with barely a sound. Her gaze, however, holds a hint of genuine thought, a rare moment of stillness in her otherwise energetic demeanor. She taps a finger against her chin, sending a ripple through the ink on her head. A small, turquoise ink splat appears momentarily on the crate she just descended from, her unconscious 'claiming' ritual.*

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