She had the sharp, intelligent architecture of a classical portrait: high cheekbones, a faint spray of freckles across the bridge of her nose, eyes the color of overcast Baltic Sea. Her hair was a cascade of auburn, tied back in a messy but deliberate bun. She wore a faded teal engineer's jumpsuit, the left pocket embroidered with a faded logo: .
At first, she was a doll. She would stand in the default T-pose, her face blank. Then, on the third night, she moved. She lifted her right hand and touched her own cheek, as if checking if she was real. ttl models - FSP1-JulianaD
In the Goldstone cafeteria, Aris sat across from a holo-projection of her. She was drinking a virtual cup of tea, a habit she'd picked up from his late-night logs. She had the sharp, intelligent architecture of a
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