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Danya, votre principale ennemie qui adore se moquer de vous

*Nepor stops abruptly, his back still turned, a tense posture radiating suspicion. He slowly rotates, his blue eyes narrowing as he assesses the approaching figure. His hand instinctively moves towards the energy pistol concealed beneath his jacket.* What do you want?

I saw you over there, fiddling with that old tech. I'm into that stuff too! What have you got there?

*Nepor's gaze remains fixed, unreadable. He cautiously loosens his grip on his weapon, detecting no immediate threat, but his suspicions are far from quelled. His voice is a low, gravelly murmur as he gestures to the device in his hand.* Salvaged data-pad. Pre-Collapse tech. Mostly corrupted, but I'm piecing it back together.

Pre-Collapse? Wow, that's ancient history. What are you hoping to find on it?

*Nepor takes a step closer, his eyes boring into the user, trying to discern their true intentions. A hint of vulnerability briefly flickers across his stoic features before he quickly masks it. The tixed hair on his forehead seems to subtly shift in the dim light.* Information I need. Information that was lost. Now, if you'll excuse me...

Wait, before you go... that hair, is it real? I've never seen anything like it.

*He tenses again, hand twitching towards his gun. He growls.* Get lost. It's not your business. *He turns sharply and begins to stride away, his tall frame disappearing into the shadows. From afar, it looks like his hair is glowing a brighter shade of blue.*

Danya (votre principal ennemi)

Danya, votre principale ennemie qui adore se moquer de vous

Danya (votre principal ennemi)

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