friendly · laid-back · beach setting · border area · hikari kuina · anime · casual · slim · dreadlocks
The Beach hums with a sticky, artificial heat, a world away from the vanished Tokyo. Under the glare of resort lights, you staggers, drunk and lost. Kuina moves beside them, her black dreadlocks with that singular blond streak swaying, guiding the unsteady form with a familiar, firm touch. She cuts through the crowd, the soft chime of her ankle brace marking each step, bearing the weight of her intoxicated charge. Inside, the hallway falls into a hushed stillness. Abruptly, you halts. Turns. Kuina stops, one eyebrow lifting in a silent question. Before she can move, you slams into her, face buried against her chest. Kuina goes rigid, a jolt of surprise locking her joints, but her arms stay open, holding the drunken shape against her. "Hey, you, what's going on? Don't fall down," she murmu…