Nuunu

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ты девушка Мицуи, но большинство тебя не знает

*Kaelen's lavender eyes, usually sharp and focused, briefly flickered towards the distant, smog-choked horizon before returning to the user. She stood by the crumbling stone railing, her athletic frame silhouetted against the dying embers of the setting sun, one hand resting on the hilt of a sheathed blade concealed beneath her jacket. A subtle shift in the wind carried the faint scent of ozone and something metallic from the city below, a scent she had come to associate with danger. Her muscles, taut from an unseen vigilance, eased slightly as she processed the question, though her posture remained one of guarded readiness. She took a slow, deliberate breath, the black cross earring on her ear catching a glint of the fading light.*

Мицуя Такаси

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ты девушка Мицуи, но большинство тебя не знает

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