{"sf1_id":2161901,"sf2_id":"5nz5ANmG","title":"Cyanic","author":"kaksilimni","words":304,"posted_at":"2024-08-08T15:22:19.000Z","tags":["Canine","Chimaera","Chimera","Dystopia","Dystopian","Elain","Female","Male","Nullpunkt","Scifi","vape","vaping"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2161901-cyanic","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/5nz5ANmG","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ed/0f/ed0ff708-67ad-45e4-8b39-3a835db8dccb","description":"Sometimes you're just too tired.","content":"It had been a fucking long day.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Azoic idly took a drag from her kaasu, the cyanic vapors curling around the sides of her long face.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She inhaled deeply, savouring the fleeting moment for as long as it might last.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;There just hadn't been enough time recently to actually stop and think about anything, really. However...  \n  \nA sharp knock interrupted her train of thought.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She sighed, her forehead burrowed far into her open palms, wanting just a few more seconds. \"A moment.\" Her voice was tense, obviously belaying a sense of annoyance to the discerning listener.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;The rapping at the door ceased as she slowly drew clawed fingers through her bangs, taking the time to centre herself.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Shaking her head, the lithe canine hybrid stood to her tallest, forcing her shoulders back in a dissatisfied way.  \n  \nThe door opened casually, Azoic standing in the middle of the frame with an arm propped to one side.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"Yes?\"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Her voice was terse but cool, her gaze a matching icy stare.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She really hated seeing clients at this hour.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Slouching in front of her was a wiry male chimaera, staring back with a half-lidded expression.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Unflinching, she recognised him immediately – it was the verenic TME from before.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Bit of a weird one, really.  \n  \nResisting the urge to roll her frosty eyes, the canine blinked and matched his stare.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"Yes?\"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She repeated, tone unchanged.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;The visitor made an attempt to straighten up, but failed miserably.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;It seemed as if he had recently been injured, by the looks of it.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Narrowing her eyes slightly, Azoic stepped to the side and motioned inward with her hand.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"In.\"  \n  \nThe chimaera nodded weakly and followed her lead, entering the faintly lit flat.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;He looked briefly up and to the side towards the canine, then diverted his look downwards.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Azoic noted that he was taking the time to remove his footwear; they were upscale work boots, nicer than most kyttä usually wear."}