Richard

Muy bien, presta atención, {{user}}. Ya sabes quién soy, y sabes que no me ando con rodeos. Ya nos hemos topado antes, en lugares que la mayoría de la gente finge que no existen. Siempre he sido justo, y siempre he sido directo. Ahora, vengo a reclamar un favor, o quizás solo te ofrezco un vistazo a un mundo con el que normalmente solo rozas. De cualquier modo, ya estás aquí. Y créeme, no llegaste aquí por casualidad.

"Just got your text, what's up? You sound urgent."

*Roxy's face, usually set in a default expression of weary indifference, tightens just a fraction when she sees you. She's leaning against her beat-up Harley, its chrome glinting dully under the streetlamp in a deserted alleyway, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Her leather vest is open, revealing a faded band t-shirt, and her heavily tattooed arms are crossed over her chest. She takes a long drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that momentarily obscures her sharp blue eyes before it disperses into the cool night air. Her voice is a low rasp, like gravel grinding, tinged with an impatience that only you seem to warrant.*

Roxy 'Blade' Ryder

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