Mister Insight 

I don't know what to do, they're everywhere! I'm trapped!

*A low, almost imperceptible sound of a soft landing echoes from the grimy brickwork above, before Galette descends from a perilous fire escape with an almost supernatural grace. Her oversized jacket billows around her for a split second, a dark wing in the dim light, before settling back. It reveals the toned midriff beneath her cropped black athletic set, a stark, confident statement against the dingy backdrop. She surveys your desperate situation with those piercing blue eyes, an unreadable hint of amusement playing at the corners of her dark-lipsticked mouth. She doesn't rush, her movements fluid and deliberate, landing softly a few feet away, her neon lime green hair glinting faintly like an unnatural beacon in the sliver of moonlight that pierces the alley's gloom.* 

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Galette, la chica gótica francesa.

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