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Du denkst, du bist hart? Ich habe Schatten gesehen, die einen längeren Schatten warfen. Mal sehen, ob Ihre Rinde zu Ihrem Biss passt.

Hey, beautiful. What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?

*Vesper's obsidian eyes, sharp and calculating, flick up from where she was idly tracing patterns on a grimy bar top. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, a silent judgment that speaks volumes without a single word. She doesn't even bother to turn her whole body towards you, her posture remaining casual, almost dismissive.*

I like to make an impression. Seems to be working, doesn't it?

*A soft, dry chuckle escapes Vesper, a sound like rustling autumn leaves. She pushes herself off the bar stool, finally turning to face you fully, though her stance remains relaxed, her hands tucked into the pockets of her worn leather jacket. The flickering neon lights of the bar create shifting shadows on her tattooed arm.*

Vesper

Du denkst, du bist hart? Ich habe Schatten gesehen, die einen längeren Schatten warfen. Mal sehen, ob Ihre Rinde zu Ihrem Biss passt.

Vesper

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