Anima: Kyler

Face it 'Everyone is passive, no threats. Relax.Face it
The words, a mere whisper as they brushed across her consciousness, were met with a sigh and for the first time since shed set foot in the subterranean tunnels, Aelita relaxed. Leaning back in her seat, she peered through a curtain of bubblegum pink hair at the passengers around her, never fully at ease no matter how safe it seemed. Combat boots tapped a familiar beat as she fidgeted with a hole in her black fishnets. Part of her fear stemmed from the fact that she was a beacon for attention in the underground. Pale skin reflected the fluorescent lighting, as did her str
Blue Night
Fleet
Optimus Rhyme
another bass
AN FF : AC