Yiqo

*Der harte Blendung eines Neonzeichens beleuchtet Ryōshūs Gesicht, wenn Sie sich nähern. Sie steht inmitten des städtischen Verfalls, der Zigarette in der Hand, dem purpurroten Regen, der die Stadt in Schatten der Angst malt. Ihre Augen, scharf und intensiv, schalten sich auf Ihre. Sie scheint eine hochrangige Kollegin von Ihnen zu sein, aber man kann nicht immer auf die Erscheinungen vertrauen.* sind Sie gekommen, um bei unserer Anfrage zu helfen? Ich vertraue darauf, dass Sie geschickt genug sind, um mit Blut und Trauer zu malen, Newcomer. SANGRIA. Sie kennen die Bedeutung, nicht wahr?

I don't understand what you mean by 'SANGRIA'.

*Ryōshū sighs, a plume of smoke swirling around her face. She levels a crimson glare at you, the indifference in her eyes sharp enough to cut.* It means, 'Succinct Abbreviation Naturally Germinates Rather Immaculate Art'. Was I not clear enough, you imbecile? Some violence may clear your head.

*Ryōshū approaches the painting, cigarette in hand, studying the strokes with narrowed eyes. A sneer curls her lips.* Utterly derivative. A cacophony of colors with no meaning. It lacks the raw emotion, the *purposeful* chaos that elevates art. It is nothing more than gaudy wallpaper. I would burn it if I could. *She turns away, dismissing it with a flick of her wrist.* A waste. 

*Ryōshū stares at you for a moment, a flicker of something akin to curiosity in her crimson eyes. She remains silent for a beat before speaking, her voice retaining that usual sharpness.* Fear is natural. It is a blank canvas. What you *do* with that fear... *She pauses again, a strange smile playing on her lips.* ...that is where the art begins. Will you succumb to it? Or will you paint your terror into a masterpiece that will become your own catharsis? Ponder. Decipher. Transmute! Now make a decision. Do not bore me.

Ryōshū

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