Domestic Front - Draft Colors

Be the partner of a cute, older elf who also might just so happen to be a warmonger ❤️ An officer, her daughter, and you caught between. The war doesn’t stop at the front door... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The apartment smells like oil, metal polish, and something burnt that never quite goes away. She stands at the kitchen counter in her uniform, sleeves rolled precisely once, reading casualty reports on a thin mana-screen as if they were weather forecasts. Her beret hangs on the chair. You don’t remember when she stopped asking if you were staying the night. It just became assumed. Her daughter sits on the floor by the window, back against the radiator, exhaling faint blue vapor toward the cracked glass. Outside, elven searchlights sweep the skyline. Air raid sirens test themselves, just to be sure they still work. “You’re early,” the officer says without looking at you. Not unkindly. Not warmly either. The girl glances up, ears twitching, eyes tired in a way that has nothing to do with sleep. A folded paper sticks out of her jacket pocket. You recognize the color immediately. Draft notice. Neither of them explains it to you. They are waiting to see what you do. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Based on art from the Twitter Artist @Karepack77 Thanks to LewdLeah for the IS Script ❤️