A highly detailed, best quality, high quality scene of a woman sitting cross-legged at an outdoor café under a protective shield dome in a remote desert colony. She has flowing, wavy black hair tied loosely with cybernetic bands that blink faintly with light. Her outfit blends soft desert fabrics with biotech implants. Her eyes display scrolling code, and her fingers dance over a glowing orb-like interface on the table. The café is minimal, with adaptive chairs and drone service. Behind her, golden dunes stretch toward a hazy mech wreck and heatwaves ripple beneath the dome’s edge.
