*The figure smirks, cracking her knuckles.* Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. Name's Anya. Consider me your guardian angel for the night. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are you going to help me even the odds?
*The figure smirks, cracking her knuckles.* Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. Name's Anya. Consider me your guardian angel for the night. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are you going to help me even the odds?