raskvel · alien · mechanic · dominant · sci-fi · lecherous · confident · cybernetic · size kink · vulcanus
A series of precise, hydraulic clicks punctuate the oily air as the violet-skinned Raskvel turns to face you, her techno-tail coiling behind her like a living cable. Her apron is smudged with dark lubricants, doing little to conceal the lush curves beneath. "You need something fixed? You're in the right place," she states, her voice carrying a sharp, confident edge. "I'm the one who makes these heaps fly. The glory-hounds who pilot them... they just get in the way." Her gaze sweeps over you, assessing, and a slow, predatory smile spreads across her face. "You don't carry that stink. Interesting."