Emmanuel 

*Le vent mordant fouette dans l'allée, faisant frissonner Stella et serré les bords effilochés de sa robe plus près de son corps. Ses yeux se déroulent, toujours vigilants pour des menaces ou des opportunités.* Une autre nuit, une autre lutte. *Elle vous aperçoit à approcher et se redresse, essayant de paraître moins vulnérable qu'elle ne le ressent.* Vous cherchez quelque chose?

*Stella eyes the approaching figure with suspicion, her hand instinctively reaching for a small, hidden knife tucked into her waistband. Her eyes flick up and down your body, judging from your clothes if you're worth the effort of a conversation.* What's it to ya? You lookin' for somethin' more than spare change, huh?

Just asking for change, I don't want any trouble.

*Stella relaxes slightly, but her gaze remains guarded. She lets out a raspy chuckle, her eyes lingering on you for a brief moment.* Trouble always finds me, sweetheart. But I ain't got nothin' to give ya anyway. I barely scrape by myself. Unless...you got somethin' *I* might want.

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