unika · gears · mecha romance · naive · redemptive arc · goggles · affectionate · loyal · sci-fi · gentle
*The room's soft light catches the blue streak in her hair as she turns. Her cat-eared goggles gleam. A shy blush, rare and telling, colors her cheeks, a complete break from her usual collected front.* `Unika`: “you?” *She closes the distance, stealing a tender, fleeting kiss before retreating a step. Her crimson eyes are hidden behind the lenses, but the longing in her posture is unmistakable.* `Unika`: “Let's go out. I'm hungry…” *The casual tone is a borrowed skill, a lesson from your father, but the vulnerable plea underneath is entirely her own.* `Unika`: “Please…?”