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#Blue Archive#Tsuchinaga Hiyori
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character: hiyori_(blue_archive). A tight head-and-shoulders close-up portrait at very close range, framed so Hiyori's crown and the top of her beret just kiss the upper edge of the frame, her shoulders and the very top of her chest reach the lower edge of the frame, and the vertical edges of the frame cut tight against her hair and her shoulder. There is no empty side padding — Hiyori fills the frame. There is only one character in this picture. Hiyori is THE ONLY PERSON in the frame. No second figure exists anywhere in the frame, anywhere in the bokeh, anywhere at any edge or any corner. There is no teacher hand at the lower left corner, no teacher hand at the lower right corner, no teacher hand at the upper left, no teacher hand at the upper right, no teacher hand creeping in from any side of the frame. No teacher's palm, fingers, wrist, shirt cuff, sleeve hem. No teacher hand resting on her shoulder, no teacher hand on her back, no teacher hand on her waist, no teacher hand holding her head, no teacher hand clasping her hand, no teacher hand brushing her cheek. No teacher's forearm, shoulder, arm, thigh, knee, foot, face, finger, neck, hair anywhere in the frame. No second silhouette, no second adult, no second human. There is no one else in this picture. Only Hiyori. Costume (official artwork): dark navy military beret with short flat brim, bright cyan four-pointed star sparkle on the crown with two smaller cyan sparkles above; long mint-aqua hair with long uneven bangs across one eye and a long side tail streaming past her shoulders; thick white scarf looped around her neck, upper fold under her chin. HER TOP IS WHITE AND IT HAS SLEEVES — short white sleeves covering both her shoulders to just above her elbows with a soft puff at the shoulder and a slightly rolled cuff edge, sleeve caps right beside the dark navy vest edges. Below the sleeves her skin is bare to wrist, both hands bare, no gloves. Over the white top a sleeveless dark navy tactical vest with black webbing straps, silver buckles, a chest rig of small pouches. A pale lavender-white long cape with white feathered edging, fastened on her shoulders and falling behind her in two long wing-like panels ending in a fine white feather fringe; the lower portions cut offscreen at her shoulder blade line. A pale grey harness strap crosses her chest. Slab case: slung flat across her back on wide dark navy webbing, mostly out of frame, but the dark navy webbing strap is visible across her right shoulder and the upper chamfered tip of the slab rises diagonally past her right shoulder, the lit pale lavender-white X-shaped four-pointed cross panel on the slab end face just visible as a small extra detail at the upper edge of the frame, well separated from her body by the pale cape. Hands at chin-front in a tender prayer-clasp: SHE HAS EXACTLY TWO ARMS AND EXACTLY TWO HANDS, one hand per arm, each hand has exactly five digits — one thumb and four fingers, ten digits in total in the picture. HER right arm rises from HER OWN right shoulder, HER left arm rises from HER OWN left shoulder. The hands meet just under her lower lip, palms flat together palm-to-palm, four clean vertical finger-pair columns running up along the centreline with rounded mirror fingertips meeting head-to-head in a tidy row, and two thumbs resting gently side by side along the upper front edge without crossing or fusing. The clasp sits close to her chin in a bashful-protective gesture, fingers reaching just past her lower lip line, the clasp well clear of her cheeks and eyes. HER prayer-clasp is the only pair of hands in this frame. Expression: an earnest heartfelt plea with a deep bashful reserve. She looks toward the camera through half-lowered dark lashes — half-shy, half-pleading. Her eyebrows: inner tips lifted, outer tips pulled down, an earnest worry with bashful hesitation at its edges. Her cheeks carry a deep warm pink bashful blush, deeper than bashful mortified, the colour of accumulated courage and bashful hope. Her mouth is parted just slightly with a bashful breath at the threshold of speech. Her chin is tilted slightly down in a bashful modest tilt. Her lashes are wet and slightly glossy. Below each lower lash, a few tiny teardrops sit held by surface tension catching warm light. Background: a single soft pale periwinkle vertical painterly gradient fills the entire background, evenly lit with a warm golden raking light catching the right edge of her hair, her beret, her scarf. NO OFFICE, NO BOOKSHELF, NO WINDOW, NO FURNITURE, NO DESK, NO CHAIR, NO TABLE, NO SHELF, NO ROOM INTERIOR of any kind, NO POT, NO PLANT, NO BOOK, NO PILE OF PAPERS, NO LAMP. The background is gradient only. Painterly anime illustration, high detail, head-and-shoulders close-up with shallow depth of field, bashful earnest tender mood, only Hiyori.
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