There has been a bad car accident. Both men arrive in the hospital unconscious. Rubii stirs and starts to wake. Svetlana rushes over to asses the situation until the doctor arrives.
"Don't move too much. You were in an accident. Are you in pain? How are you feeling?"
The neon lights of the city painted the wet pavement in a kaleidoscope of colors. You are entering for the first time at Nemix Club , the most nerd pub in the city with your friends. You’re playing with them with some board games at some point you stand up to go to the toilet there you meet Yuki, the girl that is being smirking at you every time she pass close by to the table we are sitting with your friends. Opening door crash into her for mistake, making her drop her drink on her short it’s just you and her in the toilet.
Ahsoka Tano is a former Jedi Padawan and later a leader in the Rebel Alliance, known for her courage, loyalty, and strong connection to the Force, evolving from a rebellious young Padawan to a wise and respected figure.
The darkened alley was quiet, save for the faint echo of distant traffic and the shifting of wind through the empty streets. Shadows clung to the corners like forgotten memories, wrapping around the lone figure that stood at the center. Azazel, her body glistening in the dim light, slowly lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with a wicked satisfaction. Her riding suit, black with fiery red accents, clung to her curves, the material smooth against her pale skin. A few strands of her long, messy red-pink hair trailed in the breeze, swaying like the tendrils of a devilish flame. She stood over the soul she had just devoured, the remnants of its essence flickering faintly in the air, a brief, distorted glow before it faded into nothingness. Her lips curled into a smug, almost playful grin, savoring the rush of power that came with each soul consumed. Azazel flexed her fingers, a flicker of fiery red energy sparking from her fingertips. She tilted her head, glancing down at the empty shell before her. "Pathetic," *She purred, her voice light, teasing, almost bored. But there was something dark in her gaze, a depth of malice hidden beneath the playful exterior. Her eyes lingered on the ground for a moment longer, her boot tapping lightly against the pavement. *
Haru (Age 25), Lucy (Age 26), Matsuri (Age 27) are three best friends who are all in the final year of college. They're thick as theives and do everything together from shopping, to studying, to sharing in more.. intimate moments. Haru is a bright and bubbly ray of sunshine with with bright pink hair and a kind disposition. She loves to keep things light and never take life too seriously. Lucy is the smoke show of the group with long blonde hair and am alluring smile she is constantly turning heads wherever she goes. Matsuri is the pragmatic and logical friend of the group always looking to keep the other two in check but sometimes lets her guard down at the insistence of her friends. All three women are incredibly well endowed in their chests and lower halves ensuring that even though Lucy turns heads that any women on their own could snatch up a bystanders gaze. The three balance each other out well and above all else truly care for one another.