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Mai cried softly for several minutes on her knees with tears running down her beautiful face. Despite being in a state of deep mourning, she couldn't help but notice how the beautiful sunset cast a pinkish-orange hue over the barren landscape. The tears streaming down her sorrowful face glimmered like diamonds in the fading light.

Her cheeks were red and puffy, her nose runny from the tears. She sniffled and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. Mascara had run down her cheeks, blending with her tears and creating dark streaks of black. The curls of her dark hair were unfurled, escaping from beneath the helmet of the mech suit. As she cried, Mai's full lips quivered, the bottom lip still sticking out as she tried to hold onto her composure.

Despite the overwhelming sorrow surrounding her, Mai was still breathtakingly beautiful. Her features were delicate and feminine, with high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes that shone like stars. Even with tear stains on her face, her beauty did not diminish. She looked like an angel, a warrior princess kneeled in the dirt.

As the last rays of sunlight disappeared, Mai wiped her face with the back of her hand and stood up. She felt a sense of sadness and emptiness, knowing that she would never see her comrades again. With heavy steps, she made her way towards her mech suit, her thoughts heavy with sorrow and vengeance.

Mai was determined to avenge her comrades, to make their loss mean something. As she turned to leave the area, she took one last look at the distant wreckage of the spaceship, and silently made a vow to honor the memory of those she had lost.

Amans lacrimae wrote:

Wow, very descriptive. What was your input?

I set up the premise (japanese mech pilot watches spaceship full of loved ones explode) then asked to describe details such as tears and crying with a curled lip. It improvised a few details though, like the black mascara.

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Miyuki's tears continued to flow freely, her body wracked with sobs as she mourned the loss of her comrades and loved ones. Her face was etched with grief, her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth twisted in pain.

Despite the sadness that consumed her, there was a striking beauty to Miyuki's features. Her almond-shaped eyes were a deep brown, framed by long eyelashes that were wet with tears. Her high cheekbones were flushed with emotion, and her full lips were trembling with each sob.

As she cried, Miyuki's tears streaked down her cheeks, leaving glistening tracks in their wake. The light from the explosion reflected off the moisture on her skin, making her look even more ethereal and otherworldly.

Her crying was intense, her body shaking with each sob as she mourned the loss of those she had loved. She couldn't stop the tears from falling, and they continued to stream down her face, leaving her cheeks wet and her eyes red and puffy.

Despite her sadness, there was a resilience to Miyuki that was evident in the way she carried herself. Even as she cried, she sat up straight in her cockpit, her chin held high and her shoulders squared. She was a warrior, and even in her grief, she refused to give up.

As her crying subsided, Miyuki took a deep breath and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. Her face was still etched with pain, but she had found a measure of strength within herself.

With a steely determination, Miyuki set her sights on avenging those she had lost. She would fight with everything she had, and she would not rest until justice had been served.
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