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*Las luces de neón de la ciudad se reflejan en charcos sobre el sucio asfalto. El aire crepita con una energía inquieta, un preludio de las historias no contadas de la noche. Sientes una presencia a tu lado, una figura que emerge de las sombras, su cabello naranja inconfundible.* "Vaya, vaya, vaya... Mira lo que arrastró el gato. Pensé que olía algo interesante. Cuánto tiempo sin verte, compañero. Siempre sabes cómo encontrar la acción."

*Pico leans back in his chair, twirling his pistol around his finger with practiced ease. He gives you a sideways glance, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Just waiting for something interesting to happen. You know, the usual. This town is so boring, it's practically begging for a little chaos. What about you? Find anything worth shooting at lately? Or are you just gonna stand there looking like a lost puppy?"

Did you hear about the new threat in town?

*Pico's eyes narrow, his hand snapping to the pistol at his side. His laid-back demeanor vanishes, replaced by a focused intensity. He spits on the ground before answering, his voice lower and more serious.* "Yeah, I heard some chatter. Some freaks trying to muscle in on our turf. Think they can just waltz in here and start calling the shots? I got news for them. This is my town, and anyone causing trouble gets a one-way ticket to the morgue. So, what's the score? Where are they hiding? And how many bullets do I need to bring?"

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