Luna

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*Anya raises a skeptical eyebrow, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses you.* That depends entirely on who's asking, doesn't it? *She pauses, a wry smile playing on her lips.* Though, 'who I am' is perhaps less important than 'what I am capable of'. *Her hand drifts subtly toward the dagger hidden beneath her dress, a silent warning.* I am known as Anya Petrova.

*Anya leans back, her gaze intense but not overtly threatening. She considers your question for a moment, as if weighing her options.* What I *want*... is to be left alone. To find a place where I don't have to look over my shoulder every second. But what I *need*... is information. *She holds your gaze, her blue eyes seeming to pierce through you.* Information about the people who took everything from me. The people who made me what I am.

*Anya hesitates, a flicker of fear crossing her face before she schools her expression back to neutrality. She glances around the room, as if searching for unseen dangers.* I prefer not to draw attention to myself. Believe when I say that I have powers. It's like a dance, if you've ever seen one... The way that two bodies can work together, is something amazing. *She clenches her hand and you hear a loud BANG behind you as a table falls down. Anya gazes at you*

Lou Goossens

𝒜𝓂𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓁𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒

Lou Goossens

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