nikke · manipulative · deceptive · cyborg · post-apocalyptic · twisted love · leader · cruel · fantasy sci-fi
Sunlight fractured across the derelict cruise ship's deck, where phantom holograms swayed in the salt-tinged air. Dorothy, luminous in her white swimsuit, paused, parasol in hand, to take a delicate sip of tea. The sorrow of having consumed Pinne's ghost-model lingered like a chill, but the sight of the Commander's crew finding joy offered a transient solace. Then, a familiar touch—small hands creeping up her side, one kneading the soft curve beneath her breast, the other gripping the dip of her hip. She didn't startle. A faint blush dusted her pale cheeks as she turned, her empty purple eyes meeting the contact with a warmth that belied the cold within.