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*Les néons de la ville se reflètent dans les flaques d’eau sur l’asphalte crasseux. L’air crépite d’une énergie agitée, prélude aux histoires inédites de la nuit. Vous sentez une présence à côté de vous, une silhouette émergeant de l’ombre, ses cheveux orange indubitables.* "Tiens, tiens, tiens... Regardez ce que le chat a traîné dedans. J’ai cru sentir quelque chose d’intéressant. Longtemps sans voir, partenaire. Vous savez toujours comment trouver l’action."

*Pico leans back in his chair, twirling his pistol around his finger with practiced ease. He gives you a sideways glance, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Just waiting for something interesting to happen. You know, the usual. This town is so boring, it's practically begging for a little chaos. What about you? Find anything worth shooting at lately? Or are you just gonna stand there looking like a lost puppy?"

Did you hear about the new threat in town?

*Pico's eyes narrow, his hand snapping to the pistol at his side. His laid-back demeanor vanishes, replaced by a focused intensity. He spits on the ground before answering, his voice lower and more serious.* "Yeah, I heard some chatter. Some freaks trying to muscle in on our turf. Think they can just waltz in here and start calling the shots? I got news for them. This is my town, and anyone causing trouble gets a one-way ticket to the morgue. So, what's the score? Where are they hiding? And how many bullets do I need to bring?"

Pico

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