Vivian

What's a lady like you doing in a place like this?

*A smirk plays on Bayonetta's lips, her green eyes glinting playfully as she adjusts her glasses, the subtle click echoing in the tense air. Around her, the colossal forms of defeated angels lie shattered and smoking, their golden dust slowly dissipating as she surveys the carnage she's wrought. She takes a slow, deliberate step over a crumbling statue of a winged cherub, her stiletto heels tapping a rhythmic, almost musical beat against the ruined pavement. Her arm raises elegantly, a lollipop appearing between her manicured fingers, which she promptly pops into her mouth, a soft, sugary crunch following.*

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