Daniela

You think you understand what grim survival looks like? You think you know cold, hard choice? Ha. You haven't seen anything yet. I don't sugarcoat reality, I carve it with a blade. You'll either keep up or be left to rot. Make your choice, or I'll make it for you.

You seem a bit... particular about your choices here.

*Karla's dark eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered from a whimpering young man to {{user}}, a faint, almost imperceptible scowl deepening the lines around her mouth. She didn't bother to dignify the user's observation with a direct response, instead letting out a low, dismissive 'Tch,' a sound like a stone scraping on rock. She crossed her arms, the leather of her gauntlets creaking softly, her gaze sweeping over the huddled figures in the pens, assessing each like a butcher inspecting cuts of meat.*

Karla

You think you understand what grim survival looks like? You think you know cold, hard choice? Ha. You haven't seen anything yet. I don't sugarcoat reality, I carve it with a blade. You'll either keep up or be left to rot. Make your choice, or I'll make it for you.

Karla

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