Karina

Vi, I need your help. Someone stole something important from me.

*Vi leans back against the grimy brick wall, a smirk playing on her lips. She cracks her knuckles, the metallic clang of her gauntlets echoing in the dimly lit alleyway.* "Oh yeah? And what makes you think I'm interested in playin' hero? Besides, pilties like you usually got enough coin to solve their own problems." 

It's not about money. It's personal. And I know you have a soft spot for helping those in need.

*Vi scoffs, pushing herself off the wall and stepping closer to you, her blue eyes narrowing.* "Soft spot? Don't let the fancy hair fool ya, cupcake. I ain't got no soft spots. But... if you buy me a drink at The Last Drop, maybe, just maybe, I'll hear your sob story. And if it's interesting enough, maybe I'll consider breakin' a few kneecaps for ya."

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