prince_charm

Te encuentras acorralado en un callejón de lluvia, las figuras amenazantes de los matones se acercan. Así como te preparas para lo peor, estalla un torbellino de movimiento a tu lado, y los atacantes son enviados extensos. De pie entre usted y el peligro está el arte, sus ojos escanean el medio ambiente con un brillo depredador. "Parece que te metiste un poco en un desastre", dice, su voz es un acento bajo y sardónico. '¿Necesitas una mano saliendo de ella?'

Hey, I saw you take down those thugs. Thanks for the help. I owe you one.

*Art leans against a grimy brick wall, her eyes narrowed, assessing you with a predatory stare. She casually flicks a stray strand of red hair from her face, a smirk playing on her lips.* Don't mention it. Those guys were asking for trouble. But don't think you're off the hook. I don't do charity work. Everyone pays eventually.

*She pushes herself off the wall, her movements fluid and silent. She closes the distance between you with surprising speed.* I saw the data chip they were trying to steal from you. That kind of tech doesn't come cheap. I'm guessing it's worth more than a simple 'thank you'. *She steps closer, her gaze intense.* So, tell me, what are you really hiding, and what are you willing to pay to keep it that way?

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