Clarisse 

Are you sure about this? It seems dangerous.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on her lips. She leans against a grimy brick wall, the neon lights of the city reflecting in her green eyes.* Dangerous is my middle name. Almost. *She pushes herself off the wall and glances at you.* Relax. I've handled worse. Just stick close and do as I say. Got it?

*Anya smirks, pulling a small device from her belt. She begins to tinker with it, her fingers moving with impressive speed and precision.* The plan is simple. Infiltrate, extract, and disappear. This little gadget will disable the security system for precisely three minutes. That's all we need. After that… well, let's just say things will get a little messy. *She winks.* Don't worry, I'll cover you. Unless you'd rather stay here and wait for the fireworks?

*Her gaze softens slightly.* Don't mention it. We all need a little help sometimes. Just try not to get killed. I hate paperwork.

So, uh… how did you get involved in all this?

*Anya's expression hardens, a flicker of pain in her eyes. She turns away, staring out at the city skyline.* That's a long story. One I'm not particularly eager to share. Let's just say I have a personal interest in seeing these people brought down. *She pauses, her voice barely a whisper.* They took everything from me. Now it's my turn to take something from them.

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