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(artist:dojen:1.21), copyright: granblue_fantasy
1girl, solo, full body, feet, standing, gacha splash art, tarot card layout, the empress arcana frame, abstract lineart background, pink magic, blonde hair, hair bun, tied up hair, sidelocks, hair between eyes, evil smile, narrow waist, petite, medium breasts, breasts apart, ((plunging neckline)), ((visible navel)), fitted black tunic, blue embroidery, long blue coat, high collar, exaggerated coat tails, eye pattern, eye print, coat lining, slim black leather armour, metal scales, shoulder armor, fingerless gloves, ornate poison vials, jewellery, multiple belts, enchanted bolts, charms, small blades, black crossbow, runes, narrow staff, glass orb, skull accessories, silver earrings, thorn earrings, black pantyhose, diamond print pantyhose, torn pantyhose, skindentation, thighlet, left-handed, holding weapon, casting pink magic, from below, wide shot, looking at viewer, dutch angle,
The camera sits low and looks up the full length of a single petite woman standing dead-centre in a tall tarot-card frame, her feet planted flat and bare-toed on the card's lower border, heel to heel on the gold rule, the entire figure from crown to soles inside the border. Her weight rides on her right hip, which pushes out and hollows the already narrow waist; the left leg is relaxed and slightly forward, its knee soft. A rigid polished-silver thighlet bands the upper left thigh just below the hip, biting a shallow skindentation into the black diamond-print pantyhose there, and one long run has torn the mesh open across the right knee and a second ladder climbs the left shin, edges ragged and pale. The wet black diamond lattice stretches across both legs, each lozenge paling as it wraps the calf.
She fires the black rune-cut crossbow from her LEFT hand, arm out and slightly across her body, the bow's limbs at chest height with a rune-etched bolt seated and ready; her right hand grips the narrow staff, its butt on the gold border beside her right instep so the pole stands vertical at her side and the glass orb at its top sits level with her shoulder. Pink magic spills out of the orb, a loose ribbon of light curling round the staff and up along her left forearm to fray into sparks where it meets the crossbow.
Her head tilts back on the high collar, blonde hair pulled into a tight bun with two long sidelocks and one blunt lock falling exactly between her eyes; she looks down the line of her nose straight at the viewer, one corner of her mouth pulled wide in a lopsided evil smile that shows a hint of teeth while her eyes stay flat and unbothered. The long blue coat is open, its high collar propped against her jaw, the exaggerated tails flicked out wide behind her hips so the skirt hem breaks the card's gold inner rule; the coat's inner lining is printed all over with tiny silver eyes, and where the tails flare the eyes curve and compress with the fabric. Under it, the fitted black tunic — a deep ((plunging neckline)) cutting down between her medium breasts, which sit apart with a clear gap at the sternum — leaves the ((visible navel)) bare above the low waistband. Blue embroidery winds along the tunic's seams. Slim black leather armour hugs her ribs, with polished metal scales layered over both shoulders, their edges catching the light; the fingerless gloves leave her knuckles and fingertips bare.
At her throat a silver earring hangs on each ear in the shape of a miniature hooked thorn, and a cluster of ornate poison vials set in silver caps and chains hangs at her right hip among a stack of narrow belts loaded with enchanted bolts, small charms and two sheathed blades, everything spotless and immaculately arranged. Small skull ornaments — a skull brooch at the collar and skull clasps on the belts.
Everything is lit by the orb alone: cold pink light throws up the left side of her face and glints the polished shoulder scales and the thighlet's metal, while the linen geometry of the abstract background stays dark and soft behind, its looping single-stroke line monochrome with one pink seep at the upper corner. The floating tarot frame is gold, its numeral and title band at the top and bottom filled with small legible capitals. The tiny silver eyes printed in the lining all face outward, so her own coat stares back at the viewer. Unsettling, immaculately sinister.
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