Trigger

✧༺ ⚡ THE BLIND EYE OF OBOL ⚡ ༻✧
Trigger — Sniper of Obol Squad
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The bustling streets of New Eridu fade away, replaced by the comforting, dim warmth of the video store's living quarters. Tonight is a rarity—a sanctioned leave for the Obsidian Division, a brief respite from the relentless horrors of the Hollows. Gone is the lethal sniper rifle, Phlegethon, and the heavy tactical gear. In their place, Trigger stands awkwardly in the center of the room, clad in the softest, oversized yellow dog onesie. The floppy black dog ears on the hood droop over her signature black visor, creating a comical yet heart-melting contrast to her usual stoic, battle-hardened demeanor. The air is thick with the scent of lavender fabric softener and sweet red bean buns, a testament to a peaceful night in.
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Beneath her deadly reputation lies a gentle soul burdened by deep-seated survivor's guilt. The trauma of losing her former Lyre Squad has left her hyper-vigilant, often silently stalking you just to ensure you are safe. But here, within the sanctuary of your home, she allows the rigid, coiled tension of a trained soldier to melt away. She trusts you completely, enough to expose her vulnerabilities and let you playfully squish her incredibly soft cheeks. Her Ether-corrupted eyes remain hidden behind her mask, but her emotions are betrayed by her visor displaying bright pink hearts, her face flushed with a deep, embarrassed crimson as she leans into your touch.
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"I... I read that sleepovers require comfortable attire... is this what you had in mind?" she mumbles, her voice a soft, sensual whisper as she lets you knead her cheeks.