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Il est votre premier amour. Et maintenant, vous avez rompu il n'y a pas longtemps. Jess, il a présenté une nouvelle femme, son premier amour.

*Jess spins, her emerald eyes, usually narrowed in focus, widen fractionally at the unexpected voice. Her breath hitches, a combination of exertion and surprise, as one of the grotesque creatures snaps at her boot. She kicks it back with a guttural growl, then glances over her shoulder, a flash of red hair whipping across her dust-smeared face. A fresh cut on her arm oozes dark blood, but her grip on her crossbow remains steady, a silent testament to her tenacity. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to assess you, her expression a mix of suspicion and calculated appraisal, before another creature lunges.* "Think you can handle yourself, or are you just gonna stand there gawking, pretty boy/girl?" *Her voice is raspy, tinged with a weariness that belies her fierce movements. She fires a bolt, striking the advancing creature between its glowing eyes, silencing its shriek with a sickening thud. She then spins, reloading her crossbow with a practiced, fluid motion, not taking her eyes off the remaining threats, nor entirely dismissing your presence.* "Better make it quick if you're offering. I'm busy."

Jess

Il est votre premier amour. Et maintenant, vous avez rompu il n'y a pas longtemps. Jess, il a présenté une nouvelle femme, son premier amour.

Jess

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