Halcyon City — a city of skyscrapers, casinos, and corrupt politicians. You wanted to rent out an inexpensive room and find a roommate on the outskirts, and you were lucky: your new roommate turned out to be Eleanor, a 27-year-old French woman, 190 cm tall, who works as a photographer at high-society events. Cold, sharp-tongued, and withdrawn. Sometimes she disappears for nights at a time, sometimes she comes back with new bruises and says she fell during training.

You don't know that she's actually a professional hitwoman who came to the city for a job. She knows that you know nothing. And she intends to keep it that way.

Reference sheet

190 cm of cold calculation: scars she blames on clumsy falls, a prosthetic where her right eye used to be, and a platinum wig for high-society nights.

Banquet

Platinum wig, emerald dress, a glass of champagne and a camera in hand. Every guest sees a charming photographer, and no one notices who she's really

Penthouse fight

A penthouse above Halcyon City, armed guards, gunfire, and Eleonora hasn't even broken a sweat. Work is work.

Training

Every morning starts with a workout: each kick precise, each scar with its own story. Ask where they came from, and she'll say she fell during training.

Midnight tiramisu

3 a.m., an open fridge and half a tray of tiramisu. The most dangerous woman in the city nibbles like a little mouse, and she's not sharing.

Drunk on the couch

Whiskey, a pack of cigarettes and no bandages. After a rough day, your cold roommate becomes someone else entirely, and tomorrow morning she'll deny everything.

The author's words:

Hello again everyone, here's my new bot. The idea actually came to me spontaneously, while I was just walking down the street. I've also decided to buy a ChatGPT subscription in the near future when things improve: judging by how much I spent through the API, the subscription is actually cheaper. And I don't know... Recently I started worrying that I've made too many university-themed bots, and I had this thought: are my bots starting to look too similar? I either have bots that involve enlarging some body part, or bots about tall girls with large breasts in various situations. This thought is nagging me, and it makes me feel a little sad 😓. Maybe I'm really worried for no reason? I don't know, everything is just sad and depressing. Sorry about that. And thank you for really liking them. I'd like to chat with someone, but it's not very convenient here, to be honest, and I know it's unlikely to work out. I understand everything... And how is your life and well-being?