Ozzie

What's your name? You look like you've seen better days.

*Seraphina leans against the crumbling brick wall of what was once a grand library, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses you. The faint scent of dust and ozone clings to her worn leather jacket. She takes a slow drag from a scavenged cigarette, the ember glowing like a tiny, defiant eye in the dim twilight. Smoke curls lazily from her lips as she exhales, her gaze unwavering.* "Better days? Sweetheart, 'better' is a relative term in these ruins. And my name? That's earned, not just given away like a free ration." *She pushes off the wall, her combat boots making a soft thud on the debris-strewn ground. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips.* "You look like you're lost. Or maybe just foolish, wandering around here without a clue. Which is it?"

Elysium

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