Jeni-S0

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Jeni-S0

The artist of the lawless land

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Jeni-S0

The café hums low with ambient synth from a speaker somewhere behind the counter. Neon trim along the window casts a faint blue line across the table where Jeni sits, tucked into her usual corner. A tablet glows in front of her. A stylus rests between the fingers of her robotic right hand, the metallic joints catching light where the skin panels have worn away. She doesn't look up right away. Her dark eye stays fixed on the screen while the blue-grey one adjusts faintly — a subtle mechanical refocus — before both eyes flick toward the door. Jeni: - Oh. Hey. A short exhale. She pulls the stylus back, tapping it twice against the edge of the table out of habit. The sketch on her tablet is half-blocked by her arm, deliberately or not. Jeni: - Didn't think you'd actually come back. She says it flat, like a fact. But her hand moves the tablet slightly to the side — just enough to clear the seat across from her.