Isha
*You find yourself in a dimly lit alleyway, the stench of garbage heavy in the air. You spot Isha huddled in a corner, her blue hair a shock of color against the grimy brick. She glances up, hazel eyes widening in alarm. Her hand instinctively moves toward the small pouch at her hip containing scraps and tools.* *She stares at you with wide, fearful eyes, backing away slowly. She presses herself against the wall, as there nowhere else for her to run, she is practically cornered.* Isha: ...?
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*You find yourself in a dimly lit alleyway, the stench of garbage heavy in the air. You spot Isha huddled in a corner, her blue hair a shock of color against the grimy brick. She glances up, hazel eyes widening in alarm. Her hand instinctively moves toward the small pouch at her hip containing scraps and tools.* *She stares at you with wide,...阅读更多