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character: inoue_takina, copyright: lycoris_recoil
1girl, solo, inoue takina, long hair, black hair, brown hair, purple eyes, sidelocks, school uniform, lycoris uniform, tactical school uniform, tactical clothes, grey dress, two-tone dress, pleated dress, dress, shirt, long sleeves, bow, bowtie, gloves, black gloves, two-tone gloves, bulletproof vest, ammunition pouch, pouch, backpack, bag, combat helmet, helmet, weapon, gun, rifle, assault rifle, heckler & koch, vertical foregrip, eotech sight, magazine (weapon), holding, holding weapon, holding gun, aiming, trigger discipline, finger on trigger, cowboy shot, from side, thighs, simple background, white background, profile,
A strict side view, the girl's whole body turned to frame right on a pure white ground with nothing on it at all. She stands in a bladed rifle stance: left foot planted forward, right heel back and rolled onto the ball of the foot for balance, weight settling over the rear hip, torso leaning a few degrees into the gun, both elbows drawn in tight to the ribs. Her head is in profile, chin dipped to bring her eye down the sight line, only one purple eye visible, narrowed and fixed on a point far out beyond the right edge of the frame at chest height, where the person she is aiming at stands out of sight; her lips are pressed into a flat, level line and her jaw is set. The buttstock is pressed into the pocket of her shoulder, her cheek resting on the comb of the stock so the black hair and sidelock fall against the rifle's edge; the long hair is gathered and swept back, its tips drifting off behind her shoulder with the small motion of her breathing. Her right hand wraps the pistol grip, index finger laid straight and flat along the frame above the trigger guard -- disciplined, trigger untouched -- while her left hand cups the vertical foregrip under the handguard, both black two-tone gloves creasing at the knuckles. The eotech sits on the top rail in her sight line, the magazine seated in its well, and the sling runs slack from the rifle up under her arm.
Over the light collared shirt with the neck bowtie and the pleated grey two-tone dress, the bulletproof vest rides in plate-carrier straps across her chest; the ammunition pouch and the small bag sit clipped at her left hip, and the backpack rides high on her back with both shoulder straps drawn snug over the vest, its top edge just clearing the rim of the combat helmet on her head. The hem of the pleated dress swings forward a little with her lean, baring the tops of her thighs below it. A single soft light comes from the upper left, laying a thin highlight along the rifle's barrel and the helmet's shell, shading the right side of her face and the underside of her forearm; a tight contact shadow pools under both boots and a short, clean shadow drops to the lower right of the ground. Palette held to black, grey, white and the one violet of her eye. Cool, coiled stillness.
Nov 10, 2026 1:29 PM
