[デッドアングル (かみみや)] 超電磁砲おっぱいFestival! (とある魔術の禁書目録)
#210042 - Quickly a detailed map of the nearby corridors appeared on a HUD integrated into Aria’s vision, it might take days for the drones to scan something so large, but when it was over she should have an accurate map of every nook and cranny, leaving no potential loot anywhere to hide! Aria’s computer sent a soft ping to her, the atmosphere of the station had been thoroughly studied, and found to not only be breathable, but also completely free of toxins, in other words; safe. In confusion Aria sat down in a corridor, as she brought up a hand to check her pulse she accidentally brushed against her breast, fingers barely tracing past her hard nipple. Aria shook her head, chiding herself for falling into the simple trap of anxiety induced thought spirals.