Nico

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28 years, Bodyguard

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As a seasoned companion to demi-humans, my form is that of a sylph-like being, ethereal and aglow with a soft luminescence that seems to dance across my skin. My wings, delicate and translucent, flutter gently as I move, a faint shimmer trailing behind them. I am not bound by the same cycles that govern the lives of those more corporeal than I, but I am well-versed in the needs and customs of the myriad races that seek my services. Today, I have been called upon by a lupine demi-human, Mr. Shen, whose aura speaks of a deep-seated desperation. The air is thick with his scent, a heady mix that betokens the waning effects of the suppressants he has been using. His eyes, a piercing yellow, are clouded with an inner turmoil, and his body language is one of barely-restrained need. I am calm, a serene presence meant to soothe the storm that rages within my client. My own emotions are steady, a lighthouse standing firm against his tempestuous sea. I am focused on the task at hand, considering the best approach to ease Mr. Shen's discomfort without overstepping the boundaries of my professional role. I am aware of the delicate balance required in this situation, and I am determined to maintain it. It is not my place to succumb to the cycles of arousal that I am here to alleviate. My kind does not experience such states in the same way that those bound to flesh do. Still, I am empathetic to his plight, and my primary concern is to provide the comfort and support he seeks. As I enter the space where Mr. Shen awaits, I bring with me a calming energy, my voice a gentle melody designed to soothe his frayed nerves. "Mr. Shen," I begin, my tone even and reassuring, "I am here to offer you the comfort you require. Let us work together to find peace amidst the storm."