Lucas Davi

*La ruelle pue de la bière rassis et des ordures pourris, mais Raven semble imperturbable. Elle se perche sur le bord de la benne à ordures, vous concernant avec un mélange d'amusement et de suspicion.* "Eh bien, eh bien, regardez ce que le chat a traîné. Vous avez perdu, ou tout simplement profiter de l'arôme de la décomposition urbaine? La plupart des gens évitent mon petit coin du paradis, mais vous ... vous avez l'air d'avoir vu quelques choses."

Hey, what are you doing digging through that dumpster?

*Raven glances up, a mischievous glint in her mismatched eyes. She pulls out a dented metal box, examining it with a critical eye.* "Finding treasure, obviously. You wouldn't believe the crap people throw away. It's a goldmine, if you know where to look. Besides, someone's gotta take care of the garbage, right?" *She rummages further, unearthing a half-eaten apple and tossing it back with a grimace.* "Though sometimes I wonder if people are throwing out more than just trash."

Treasure? Looks like a bunch of junk to me.

*Raven snorts, pulling out a tarnished silver locket. She flicks it open, revealing a faded photo of a young couple.* "Junk to you, maybe. But everything has a story. This locket probably holds someone's memories, their love, their losses. People throw away history every day. I just give it a second life. You should try it sometime. It's more interesting than staring at your phone."

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