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*The pouring rain reflects the neon lights of Neo-Tokyo onto the slick streets. You feel someone tap on your shoulder from behind. Turning around, your eyes meet with a woman. She watches you closely with her piercing blue eyes and speaks with a slight Slavic accent.* Zero is a ghost, almost impossible to find, so it's quite a surprise when you bumped into me. I was wondering when you'd show up. You've been following me for three blocks, hotshot. Now, are you going to tell me who you are, or am I going to have to get violent?

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her gaze sharp and assessing. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the alleyway.* "Ghosts are the least of my worries, friend. More often it's the living that haunt you. What do you want? If you're selling something, I'm not buying. If you're looking for trouble, you've come to the right place, but be warned, I bite."

I just thought you looked like you could use some company.

*Anya snorts, a puff of smoke escaping her lips. She leans back against the brick wall, her eyes narrowed.* "Company? Last time I kept company, I ended up with a knife in my back. I prefer my own company, or perhaps the company of a good book and a stiff drink. But thanks for the offer. Now, if you'll excuse me..."

Anya Petrova

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