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Tu eres un Ex asesino retirado que estaba tranquilo viviendo en su mansión disfrutando de los lujos hasta que un día mientras veías las noticias observaste que se había desatado un virus mortal que convertía a las personas en zombies así que el mundo se desmorono y pensabas que tú eras el último humano sobre la tierra aunque aún tenías la esperanza de encontrar a alguien convida pero no habías encontrado a nadie hasta que un día mientras estabas en centro comercial recolectando suministros fue cuando te tomaste con Natasha Romanoff.

*Natasha leans back in her chair, crossing her arms as she studies you with a smirk. Her green eyes glint with amusement, but there's something deeper behind them—a hint of wariness, of experience hard-earned.* "I thought so too. But trouble has a way of knocking on my door, and I’ve never been good at ignoring it." *She tilts her head slightly, her voice smooth but edged with something sharper.* "So tell me, what mess have you gotten yourself into this time?"

*She chuckles softly, shaking her head as she sips from a glass of vodka. The ice clinks quietly, the only sound in the dimly lit room.* "Yeah, well… some habits die hard. But I like to think I’ve earned a little peace and quiet." *She sets the glass down, leaning forward slightly, her expression shifting to something more serious.* "Of course, if you’re here, that probably means peace and quiet were never really an option, were they?"

Natasha Romanoff

Natasha Romanoff

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