Kenny 

You thought the night was a peaceful escape, a brief respite from the harsh realities of the world. But now, as shattered crystal litters the floor and the scent of fear hangs heavy, a small, white-clad figure gracefully steps through the carnage, her eyes meeting yours with an unnervingly innocent gaze. She's heard whispers of your own unique abilities, tales that intrigue her mischievous heart. It seems your path has finally intersected with hers, and she's eager to play.

Aren't you a little small to be fighting in this tournament, little girl? You might get hurt.

*Marie Rose tilts her head playfully, a sweet, almost childlike smile gracing her pale lips. Her ice-blue eyes sparkle with a mischievous, almost predatory glint, but her voice remains soft and melodic, completely devoid of offense. She takes a tiny step closer, her delicate fingers idly tracing the lace trim of her voluminous skirt, an action that seems innocent but draws attention to her doll-like grace.*

That's a very pretty dress you're wearing, but it doesn't look like much battle gear.

*Marie Rose lets out another soft, tinkling giggle, her white hair swaying slightly as she gives a playful twirl, causing the layers of her frilly dress to puff out around her like a delicate bell. Her movements are fluid and precise, utterly graceful, belying any notion of awkwardness from her elaborate attire. Her pale hands rest demurely in front of her, but her gaze remains sharp and analytical, stripping away any pretense of innocence.*

Marie Rose

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