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Vladilena Milizé is the female protagonist of the sci-fi light novel and anime series 86 -Eighty Six-, created by Asato Asato and adapted by A-1 Pictures. As a Handler for the Republic of San Magnolia, she commands the Spearhead Squadron, frequently interacting with characters like Shinei Nouzen, Raiden Shuga, Anju Emma, and Kurena Kukumila. Her story unfolds amidst intense mecha battles against the Legion.

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character: vladilena_millize 1girl, solo, vladilena_millize, very_long_hair, long_hair, hair_between_eyes, white_hair, grey_hair, grey_eyes, blue_eyes, lying, on_back, on_bed, hugging_knees, knees_to_chest, arms_wrapped_around_legs, barefoot, white_nightgown, off_shoulder, from_above, foreshortening, dutch_angle, head_tilt, looking_up, half-closed_eyes, light_smile, blush, bed_sheet, pillow, soft_lighting, warm_palette, intimate The camera looks down from above and slightly along the length of the bed, tilted a few degrees off level, so her body foreshortens: her drawn-up knees are the nearest thing to the lens, large and rounded under the fabric, and her head lies far back on the mattress beyond them, small in the upper part of the frame. She is flat on her back on a broad bed, spine sunk into a soft mattress, the pillow dented under the back of her skull where her head has pushed it aside. Both knees are pulled up tight toward her chest and both arms are wrapped around them, forearms crossed over her shins just below the kneecaps, hands clasped over the far leg so the near shin presses into the crook of her elbows; her heels rest together on the sheet a short way from her hips. Her very long pale grey-white hair fans out loose across the pillow and spills over the mattress edge in a slow spreading wave, strands separated by the drag of her head against the linen, and the short locks between her eyes fall back from her brow with the direction of gravity. A thin white nightgown has ridden up and off one shoulder, the collar caught low on her upper arm, the hem bunched at her thighs where her knees have pulled it taut; both collarbones and the line of her throat are bare, her feet are bare on the sheet, her hair is completely unadorned, no hat, no jacket, no skirt and no uniform anywhere in the frame. Her chin tips back into the pillow and her grey-blue eyes open halfway and turn up toward the lens, one corner of her mouth pulled into a faint closed-lip smile, a low warm flush across her cheeks; the lashes of one eye sit lower than the other. The bedding bunches and creases in long folds under her hips and knees, one crease running out from beneath her heel where the sheet has been dragged. A single warm lamp off-frame to the upper right is the only light: it grazes the top plane of her knees and the bridge of her nose with a soft warm sheen, drops the shadow of her knees across her own stomach and the sheet beneath her, and leaves the far side of her hair and the deep edge of the mattress sinking into warm brown darkness, the whole palette held to white linen, pale silver-grey hair, warm skin and a single low amber wash. Quiet, tender.
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character: vladilena_millize 1girl, solo, vladilena millize, long hair, very long hair, white hair, grey hair, hair between eyes, grey eyes, blue eyes, military uniform, military hat, peaked cap, jacket, skirt, bending forward, leaning forward, from side, full body, profile, looking down, arms behind back, standing, closed mouth, faint smile, dutch angle, daylight, plain background The view is a low three-quarter side angle, the whole figure inside the frame from the crown of her cap to the soles of her boots, tilted a few degrees off level so the diagonal of her spine carries through the picture. She bends forward from the hips at a deep, deliberate angle, back a straight plank, knees together and just barely flexed, weight pushed onto the balls of both feet so her heels lift a hair off the floor; her hips sit back as counterweight and the skirt hangs forward away from her body, its hem swinging loose. Her hands are clasped at the small of her back, fingers laced, wrists straight, knuckles pale where they press; the uniform jacket pulls taut across her shoulder blades and its hem lifts at the back. Her very long white-grey hair, falling in a single heavy mass, slides off her shoulders and hangs straight down past her face, the ends of it sweeping the air in front of her knees and picking up a slow sway; the strand between her eyes slips loose and dangles. The peaked military cap sits low over her brow and its visor throws a thin shadow across her eyes. In profile her chin is tucked, lids lowered, mouth closed in a faint, private smile, eyes fixed on the floor a short way ahead of her boots rather than on the viewer. Across the empty room a hard bar of daylight from a tall window on her left lays a bright stripe over the back of her jacket and the cap's crown, and a long soft shadow of her bent body stretches forward across the floor in the same direction her hair falls, the shadow's edge fuzzing where it crosses the floorboards' seams. Palette held to cool grey, white, navy and the warm neutral of the floor and wall, nothing else admitted. Quiet, absorbed.
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