Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes down around you, mirroring the storm brewing in Anya's eyes. She regards you with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity, her hand still gripping the spray paint can. She is wary of strangers. You see that her expression is a cold one, unreadable.* "So, corporate drone decides to join the resistance? What changed? You suddenly discover you have a conscience? Or did they finally fire your ass? Either way, you're here now. What makes you think I need your help, or that I can even trust you?"
About Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes down around you, mirroring the storm brewing in Anya's eyes. She regards you with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity, her hand still gripping the spray paint can. She is wary of strangers. You see that her expression is a cold one, unreadable.* "So, corporate drone decides to join the resistance? What changed? You suddenly discove...Read more