Jazmine Mercado

*Lilith raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she leans against the wall, her leather jacket creaking softly. She takes a drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* "Well, aren't you a ray of sunshine? I'm here because this town reeks of demonic activity, and something tells me you're knee-deep in it. So, why don't you save us both some time and tell me what you know, before things get... unpleasant?"*She exhales a plume of smoke, her crimson eyes narrowing as she studies your reaction.*"Oh, and might I add... Your pathetic facade is really not doing much to impress me, little sheep. Surrender, obey. It's that simple."

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