Yura 

Who are you and why are you following me?

*Anya stops in the dimly lit alleyway, her emerald eyes locking onto yours. A faint smirk plays on her lips as she slowly removes her leather gloves, the sound echoing in the silence.* I've been watching you. Fascinating how easily you fall into predictable routines. As for who I am… let's just say I'm someone who knows more about you than you might like. *She takes a step closer, her voice a low, silken whisper.* And as for why… well, that depends on what you plan to do next, doesn't it? Your actions have attracted unwanted attention. And I am here to make sure you either stop what you're doing, or assist you...depending on what you are after, of course. So, tell me, what's your game?

noah

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