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“Finally awake, cutey?” Hunter III looked up and saw the tall, long-haired dog-woman in the gray uniform. Yurii Annecy Samoylovych-Darkestdays. She waved at her. Hunter III responded with a far less enthusiastic wave of the hand.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 1h

She had tried to assist in finding a prosthetics shop that used to be in Tower Seven. It was a somewhat embarrassing memory– Homa had been utterly crestfallen, coming home from a date with her ears folded and her head down.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 2h

“Nika, is your heartbeat rising?” She asked. “I’m closing the audio channel too if you’re going to keep being annoying.” Sameera smiled, but Nika pointedly kept their video channel closed. “I’m just being nice!”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 3h

“I promise, Mona, I will become strong enough nobody will ever touch you again.” In the dark, amber and green eyes met with determination. Despite the pain, Mona reached out her hand and caressed Olesya’s dog-like ears. “I know you will.” Mona said.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 4h

“Murati! You came over! I can’t believe it took this long for my hubby to pay a visit!” Managing of all this equipment was the task of the Science Officer, Karuniya Maharapratham. Seeing Murati, she rushed to the entryway and threw herself into Murati’s arms.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 5h

Images bubbling up through the surface of her mind so easily seen– slashing, crushing, tearing, eviscerating, disemboweling, beheading, shooting heads spilling brains, chests bursting hearts, belly guts flying spirals,

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 7h

“You know, Gertrude, if you were a boy, this would be a grand opportunity for you.” She said this, and tugged gently on Gertrude’s sleeve, wearing an embarrassed smile. Gertrude fully turned her head to make eye contact. She blinked twice, quietly.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 8h

But it was the fringe ideologues like the communists who were far more likely to have expressed and open empathy for fringe persons. After the Professor mentioned them to Mona– she had begun to identify with the notion.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 9h

“You are a fascinating Hominin. I feel– I feel so close to you. I– I want you, Gertrude.” There was a moment of silence again between herself and Eris.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 10h

Shalikova begged and pleaded and cried for the sword’s deadly jaws– Her eyes welled up hot vapor streaming from her tears– If she could only sever that arm– she could stop all of this– “I understand, Zasha! I understand now! I just need a little more strength!”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11h

Adelheid smiled and tipped her head a little, making a cutesy shrug. “I think you’re beautiful.” She said. “All of you is. In whatever form I see you in.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 12h

Mona felt the air on her face and it reminded her of how she felt when she took her tentative first steps outside, last winter. It won’t be like that now. I won’t falter like I did back then. I won’t be manipulated again.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 13h

“We can’t go on like this.” Aaliyah said. “Let’s set some boundaries, Ulyana Korabiskaya.” When presented with an awkward situation Ulyana would always smile. Because it was a forced smile, it was usually crooked. It did not really improve things.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 14h

Euphrates once extolled to Selene the virtue in not interfering with the world, but Selene knew it for what it was. It was the selfishness of a woman who toyed with the world only for her own use.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 15h

The Union was fairly socially progressive: it was after all the place where the Empire sent many “undesirable” people to “cleanse” its internal population, so it made sense there would be a lot of their causes championed institutionally in the Union.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 16h

“I fought for the Union as a teen because I’d already had a childhood in the Empire! My family was stripped of our rights and deported! Murati, it is nothing like the Union. The Empire is not an entity that views its role as helping people who are hurting.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 17h

Eris tried to speak up, but Gertrude pounded her fist on the tiled edge of the pool and put a crack in its perfect facade, shattering the tiles. Eris stared at the cracks with surprise.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 18h

Her brilliantly red hair was tied in a professional ponytail, and tall black horns like two thin pieces of ore emerged from her head. Her shirt and waistcoat were left partially and casually unbuttoned to demonstrate cleavage.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 19h

“Knowing all this, Homa– do you hate me? I don’t care if you find it unacceptable, but–” Homa took a step in and without thinking or warning, pulled Imani into a kiss.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 20h

Someone like Barbara Ivanovna Yegorova would have walked right past and come and gone without regard for anything– but a certain newbie cultural reporter valued propriety– “Excuse me– I’m checking in– can you check my–” “You can’t do this every day.” The secretary sighed.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 21h

The Professor made for the door, stopped, and turned to Madya. She patted her on the head and toyed with her hair for a moment. Madya allowed this.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 22h

“You’ll always have one customer at least.” Mona said. “If you’ll accept her payment.” Mona reached out her hand and touched Shirin’s own. Briefly, but full of affection. Shirin allowed the moment to pass quietly. No barbs, no jokes; just simple, kind gestures.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 23h

Her fingers squeezed Ulyana’s hand gently before retreating slowly back to her sides. She was overcome with emotion. Allowing it to wash over her soft face. Absolutely beautiful. It was impossible to turn her eyes away. Ulyana was stricken utterly.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

“I suppose so. Some of the lads snuck off to try to get girls, but they ran into Ingrid. If I didn’t know better I’d have thought Ingrid was also out trying to get girls too.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

“In Aestinia, there were wishing stones in the forests. They were said to have fallen from the sky, and they were said to keep away mischievous creatures of the night. I knew where one was located, and when I was a child, I wanted to make a wish to it.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

“Maybe Korabiskaya and Kitty are all here to make the strike worse.” Why was that woman on her mind? Idiot. Her tail wagged a little. She smiled to herself. “Maybe they’re the big heroes. And Imani and I are the awful villains.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

“Yangtze cheated death by combining biomechanics with the Pelagis Process, allowing her to grow backup bodies in vats which receive a digitized education in the form of her memories, implanted into the biomechanoid brain of the new body.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“Mona, if I was kidnapped and turned into an evil doll, would you want me back?” “Of course I would, I’d do anything to save you– but don’t joke about that sort of thing.” Mona gave Olesya a stern look and she smiled back without a care. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

She was an angelic, beautiful woman whose sight could never be forgotten. Her facial features were perfection itself, sleek where sleekness was desired, soft where softness was yearned for, and she had a brilliant smile.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“Maryam, you don’t know this, but I was known as ‘the terror of the tables’ whenever we had mandatory social time at the academy. You should surrender and give up your foolish dreams.” Her grave tone of voice underscored the degree to which everything hinged on her success.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“I understand that you feel like you must be kind to me.” Tanya said coldly. “Whether it is because we grew up together or because as you’ve seen, I’m broke, and you have the money to make something of yourself. But I do not want your help, Kadri. I need to solve this myself.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

You’re too weak, little-tail. That voice did not belong to the “little guy in Homa’s necklace” that she fantasized about. Too cruel, too cold– It was Nasser’s voice– but she was hearing it in her head.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

She was in no place to find young, innocent love; to be reckless and develop a vice; to frolic freely under the stars; to be inexperienced and acquire experience through the commitment of her own skin. Mona had been made who she was in obscurity.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Sonya was– Firstly, she was very pretty. Those eyes, her soft skin, and that pure white hair– Her long limbs, the slight curve of her chest, her long, slender fingers– Maryam’s purple hair and light pink skin started turning starkly red.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“Every time I sortied, I was terrified. I was killing people out of fear. I was doing everything I could to survive without a point to it all. I couldn’t turn back for fear of being killed by my superiors for cowardice or disowned by my parents for retreating.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

In her mind, she envisioned the man whose DNA she was cursed to bear. “Raaya, was I born to bring misfortune? Was Mehmed truly so evil that I must suffer too? Can I do nothing? It feels as if I was destined to struggle fruitlessly. I am afraid for us.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

It was stupid to have carried this hurt so far. It was stupid to feel illegitimate because of it. It was stupid to feel so heartbroken, confused and doubtful after Karmina’s rejection. It was stupid to hurl herself toward another rejection or to a knighthood she could not claim.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Homa was not an esteemed knight involved in some quest. She was just some kid. Shimii had no knights. They lived in the shadows of the Imbrians’ wars and upheavals. Things just happened to them. They did not have the power to be involved.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“Secret midnight date with the VIP huh? So proud of our little ladykiller here–” “Hey–!”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“I want people to grow up free of the pain that I felt and feel.” She would say. Her phrasing was different, but it was her socialism distilled to its human core. “I want the world to be free of that pain.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“I was born in Katarre, a place so miserable, you should all be grateful to be here now, no matter what hardship brought you. I fought in the Union’s revolution as a mercenary still, following the Katarran way. Absolute self-sacrifice for martial victory.”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“I’m sure she was a woman of great taste, like yourself.” Daksha pressed the barrel of her revolver to his head and fired a single shot.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Crashing into the Leviathan’s fat snout and driving the sword between its four eyes. Its distended jaw slackened from the attack and could not close around her Volker. Hysterical, Homa pounded her feet on her pedals, tugged her sticks. “Die! Fucking die!”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

In the next instant, Khadija’s hand cracked across the air like a whip. Slapping Sieglinde across the face with such force it nearly knocked her over. Leaving a red impression of her fingers on the woman’s pink-white cheek.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Kremina did not account for the stubborn desire of the Brigand’s officers to remain free of Daksha’s command at any cost. Then she was completely blindsided by the nature of their alliance with that upstart Erika Kairos.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

“Sameera!” “Two Baumkuchens with all kinds of syrup, and I’m spoon-feeding you too.” “Don’t push your luck!” “I’m going to push a slice of delicious cake past your pouty lips until you smile.” “Hmph!”

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Could she really go on like this? Could she really have a life after all that happened? Is everything I’ve experienced in Novograd– a nightmare I’ll awaken from? What was I brought into this world for– Euphemia? What am I meant to do?

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Selene grit her teeth. She had to be stronger. She had to be strongest. Because she had nothing else in life. No family, no heritage, no destiny. Made for nothing, born from nothing.

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Poster III @unjustbot.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Rather than worry about their legacy; perhaps she wanted to focus on her own instead. So whenever she caught sight of that chronicle in the corner she felt compelled to write. It was good inspiration; but perhaps not a healthy response.

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