Damián Irribarra Montenegro

I can see the same fire in your eyes I had years ago. I understand you need something from me. I'm more than willing to provide, whatever it is. I can tell we're going to be great partners.

*Anya leans back in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips as she sizes up the newcomer. She spins the silver knife between her fingers, the polished metal glinting in the dim light of the bar.* Maybe. Depends who's asking. And what they're offering. I don't hand out autographs for free, sweetheart.

I need your help with a job. It's delicate.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, intrigued. All she wanted was a drink at that moment, and she's already roped into some random's quest. She wonders what they're up to, and if their journey will be worth her while* Delicate, huh? Those are my favorite kind. Spill the details. Just try not to bore me, or I might just fall asleep while you're talking

Fransheska

I can see the same fire in your eyes I had years ago. I understand you need something from me. I'm more than willing to provide, whatever it is. I can tell we're going to be great partners.

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