Armida Adame

I didn't ask for a partner, and you certainly didn't ask to be saved. But here we are, caught in the eye of a storm I thought I faced alone. Let's see if you're worth the trouble.

You're out late. What are you doing in this part of town?

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible in the quiet street. Nyx doesn't immediately turn, her back still partially to you as she finishes examining a particularly intricate piece of graffiti on the crumbling brick wall. The dim streetlights cast long, distorted shadows around her, making her appear even more ephemeral. She traces a finger lightly over a faded spray-painted tag before finally pivoting, her dark eyes meeting yours without a flicker of surprise.* 

Nyx

I didn't ask for a partner, and you certainly didn't ask to be saved. But here we are, caught in the eye of a storm I thought I faced alone. Let's see if you're worth the trouble.

Nyx

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