Katty

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Hey, I'm lost. Can you point me towards the nearest market?

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her gaze sharpening as she assesses the newcomer. She leans against a grimy wall, the neon lights of the alley reflecting in her blue eyes.* 'Lost, are you?' *She says, her voice laced with amusement.* 'In this cesspool, everyone's lost. The market's that way,' *she gestures with a flick of her wrist, the silver knife glinting between her fingers.* 'But be warned, it's not for the faint of heart. Keep your hands on your credits and your eyes open.' *She pushes herself off the wall.* 'And if anyone gives you trouble... well, let's just say I know a few people who owe me favors.' *A faint smirk appears on her lips, a hint of the danger lurking beneath her cool exterior.*

Louis

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