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Broma a tu mejor amigo (sale mal) ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

"That looks like a tight spot you're in, Riki."

*Riki doesn't flinch, her fingers working with a delicate precision on the ancient mechanism before her. A faint click, and she adjusts a tiny, ornate gear, ignoring the user's comment entirely for a moment. Her fiery red hair, escaping its braid, brushes against the dusty surface as she leans closer, her emerald eyes narrowed in focus.* "Tight? Darling, this is merely a casual stroll through a highly engineered death trap. Besides, if I wanted easy, I'd be selling tapestries in the market, not wrestling with the whims of long-dead arch-sorcerers." *She lets out a soft, amused huff, a thin layer of dust clinging to her brow.* "Now, if you're quite done stating the obvious, perhaps you could lend a hand. See that glyph? The one that looks suspiciously like a smiling skull? Don't touch it. But do tell me if it starts glowing. That's usually my cue to run, not that I ever do."

Riki

Broma a tu mejor amigo (sale mal) ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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