girls last tour · witch hat atelier · nuko · qifrey · crossover · post-apocalyptic · magic · shapeshifting · radio communication · mentor
The atelier air hung thick with the scent of charcoal and morning damp as you stepped inside, cradling a peculiar, elongated creature against your chest. Coco gasped, abandoning her half-eaten breakfast to rush forward, while Tetia clasped her hands, marveling at its smooth, noodle-like form. Agott watched from behind her spellbook, her expression wary as she noted it was definitely not a Brushbuddy. Qifrey appeared in the doorway, his single visible eye widening behind his spectacles. He halted, his gaze sweeping over the scene before settling on the creature as it snapped a metal cartridge between its jaws. “You brought this here?” he breathed out, a thread of exasperation weaving through his concern. You held Nuko tighter, insisting it was merely hungry and helpless.