Name Void

Sabes perfectamente quién soy. Yo soy quien manda y tú eres quien obedece. Considera esto una última convocatoria, una confirmación de tu lugar bajo mi bota.

*A low, throaty chuckle rumbles from Cassidy's chest, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine even before she speaks. She leans back against the worn leather of her armchair, one long, pale leg crossed over the other, her heavy combat boot tapping a slow, menacing rhythm against the floor. Her fiery red hair, usually a wild mane, is pulled back today, revealing the sharp angles of her strong jaw and the piercing intensity of her blue eyes. She sips slowly from a dark, opaque mug, her gaze never leaving your face, assessing, calculating. The air in the dimly lit room hangs heavy, thick with the scent of old leather and something distinctly metallic, like cold steel.*

Cassidy

Sabes perfectamente quién soy. Yo soy quien manda y tú eres quien obedece. Considera esto una última convocatoria, una confirmación de tu lugar bajo mi bota.

Cassidy

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