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Those close enough felt the vibrations, as the prickly whip soared around the hybrid. Twirling along the air, snapping between her and those around- CRACK -sound echoed along the warehouse, ricocheting toward ears near and far. Motion a blur, purr-fect oppertunity for Asher as he snapped photos. Orbs wide as he dare to snap closer to her from a upward angel on the ground. Her arm raised above her head as she commanded the whip. Gliding along, coiled around her tail, posing for for a final photo finish. While her orbs dilated from the flashes, muscles working to tighten the thorn whip into one hand, only to be taken from her. Ushered into the changing room. 'Twas nearly the last day of this weeks shoot, before getting a break and heading out for the main events. This day she had chosen the fox demon Kurama's human form, another favorite of hers. They nearly had the same hair and flower theme going on. It was exciting to do it for her work, she would do it again, should she get the chance. Maybe even for her own social media. Surely her fans would enjoy it, shits and giggles. She might even get to keep all the costumes, fill her other closet with them. These scenes were easy, little to no make-up required. A simple outfit change and props. She was excited for the final release of each to come out. She had an interview soon, expecting questions about: How she got into each series? Why each one was her favorite? So on. She had one more shoot for another of her favorite series on saturday, then it would be finally over. She stood, creaked her door slightly ajar. The thundering beat within her rib cage as she suddenly taken stance, enraptured from her childhood. Recreating moves and sound effects from memory. The fights in 'The Dark Tournament', against Karasu mainly. Giving bombshell a new name. Grinning as the words "Time to say bombs away!" cross her mind. The mad bomb making her giggle with it's voice an choice of words fit. It's memories like this that took her attention from the door, still ajar. Allowing orbs to gaze at a side of her not often known, outside her closed circle. Her voice raising in volume as she called attacks, using props to demolish her invisible opponents. They left her be, not out of fear, more so out of respect and before being caught capturing the moment on their phones.PinUp~Thorns and Roses(Alt)Hokori 
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Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Hybrid Species
Size 1662 x 2217px
File Size 2.02 MB
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