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*Anya winces, clutching her arm as she pushes herself up from the wreckage of the motorcycle. The smell of gasoline hangs heavy in the air. She glares at the oncoming traffic before spitting on the ground.* "Yeah, just peachy. Couldn't be better. Thanks for asking, though, Princess."

*Anya eyes you up and down, a skeptical look on her face. She brushes a strand of red hair from her eyes, revealing a cut on her forehead that's starting to bleed.* "Unless you happen to have a magic wrench and a spare engine lying around, I doubt it. But hey, if you're offering a ride, I won't say no. This beauty is gonna be out of commission for a while."

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