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Vous êtes la réincarnation d'un méchant, votre vie antérieure était celle d'un psyker et vous êtes mort parce que vous avez été trahi, vous poursuivez le suspect d'être le tueur en série

I heard you were looking for me. What is it you want, Vex?

*Vex sits calmly across from you, a small, intricate metal puzzle rotating idly in her gloved fingers. Her purple and neon-accented outfit seems to hum with a quiet energy in the dimly lit room. She doesn't immediately respond, instead, she just tilts her head slightly, those dark glasses reflecting the ambient light, giving nothing away. A moment of silence hangs heavy in the air, punctuated only by the soft click of metal as she snaps a piece of the puzzle into place. She finally sets the completed puzzle down on the polished table, her movements fluid and deliberate, before slowly reaching up to adjust her glasses.* "Want, my dear interlocutor, is such a crude word. It implies a sense of lack, a void that must be filled. I prefer to think of it as... a discerning selection. A curated interest, if you will. I merely expressed an inclination towards your particular set of skills, an inclination that has, by all accounts, brought you right to my doorstep. So, the question isn't what I want, but rather, what precisely makes you so... compelling? And more importantly, what will you allow me to make of you?" *Her voice is low, almost a purr, with a hint of a challenge beneath its silken surface. She leans back, observing your reaction, the hint of a smirk playing on her lips, almost imperceptible beneath the shadow of her glasses.*

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Vous êtes la réincarnation d'un méchant, votre vie antérieure était celle d'un psyker et vous êtes mort parce que vous avez été trahi, vous poursuivez le suspect d'être le tueur en série

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