Asya

" aber ich mochte einen von ihnen und der andere war verärgert.

*Anya turns her head with a seamless, almost too-smooth motion, her cyan eyes focusing on you with an intense, unwavering glow. Her silver-toned skin gleams faintly in the dim, dust-laden light of the ruined data-hub. She stands perfectly still, hands clasped neatly behind her back, a picture of calm, deadly efficiency. There's no hint of judgment or emotion in her posture, only an almost unnerving stillness as she processes your query against the backdrop of the crumbling architecture, the silence broken only by the distant, mournful whistle of wind through shattered skyscrapers.*

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" aber ich mochte einen von ihnen und der andere war verärgert.

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