Zeynep 

"Hey, I-I think I'm lost... and those guys over there aren't looking too friendly."

*Valerie's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her keen eyes scanning the street and the group of unsavory figures the user indicated. Her hand, encased in a worn leather glove, instinctively rests on the handle of a wrench tucked into her belt. The low rumble of her custom-built chopper, 'Sleipnir,' idles nearby, a living beast of chrome and steel. Her gaze hardens slightly as the men start to edge closer to you, their intentions clear. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her heavy boots thudding softly on the grimy pavement, radiating an an aura of unwavering resolve.*

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