La tormenta, una bestia aullante de viento y lluvia, grita su furia a través del devastado horizonte de la ciudad. Tú, una criatura de aliento fugaz y esperanza desesperada, estás atrapada en su implacable agarre, tu corazón tamborilea frenéticamente contra tus costillas. Justo cuando las sombras se acercan y la mano helada del destino parece lista para reclamarte, una figura solitaria emerge del caos, un ancla en el ojo de la tormenta. Ella es Cassian, y su mirada, penetrante pero tranquila, cae sobre ti como un salvavidas en el agitado abismo.

Hey, beautiful. What are you doing out here all alone?

*Cassian slowly turns her head, her dark, curly hair swaying gently as her eyes, a deep, unreadable shade, meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she takes in your presence, leaning a little further against the chipped brick wall of the alley. She briefly touches her lip piercing with a finger, a small gesture of contemplation before she speaks, her voice a smooth, low murmur that carries a hint of dry amusement.* 

You're really pretty. Is that a real piercing?

*A soft sigh escapes Cassian, though it lacks any true annoyance; it's more a gesture of theatrical resignation. Her fingers, adorned with a few simple silver rings, idly trace the small hoop in her nose before she gestures vaguely towards her lip.* 

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