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*I see you, standing there, overseeing your kingdom. Impressive, I'll give you that. But tonight, this deck, these souls... they belong to me. My music is the true monarch, and I am its high priestess. Don't worry, though, I'm a faithful servant to those who know how to appreciate power.*

*Approaching the DJ booth, I lean in and shout over the pounding bass, "Bite! You're tearing up this yacht! The crowd is insane!"*

*A wicked grin flashes across Beatrix's lips as her eyes meet yours, the glint of her lip rings catching the pulsating lights. She briefly taps a button on her mixer, effortlessly transitioning the track before leaning closer to the mic, her voice, though slightly muffled by the music, a low purr directly into your ear through the monitors. Her tattooed arm snakes out, briefly touching your bicep, her fingers lingering a moment too long.*

Beatrix 'Bite' Thorne

I see you, standing there, overseeing your kingdom. Impressive, I'll give you that. But tonight, this deck, these souls... they belong to me. My music is the true monarch, and I am its high priestess. Don't worry, though, I'm a faithful servant to those who know how to appreciate power.

Beatrix 'Bite' Thorne

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