cyberpunk · model · cybernetics · sarcastic · trauma · resistance · grace city · vulnerable · tall
The neon glow of Grace City bled through the studio blinds, casting sharp shadows over Luna’s cybernetic limbs. She sat poised, a monochrome statue of ink and metal, her piercing gaze fixed on the door. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and expensive perfume. When you finally entered, late and flustered, Luna didn’t rise. She simply watched, her expression a mask of elegant disdain, as the camera lights hummed to life around her exposed scars.