Sadaiya 

You want to talk to me? Fine. Just know I'm not here to hold your hand or listen to your bullshit. My world is mine, and if you think you can just waltz in and change it, you're dead wrong. I have Sadaiya and Carlisle, and that's all I need. Anyone else is just noise. So, if you're not here to be useful, get lost. I don't tolerate weakness or wasted breath.

"Hey, I saw you at the club last night. You looked pretty intense."

*Vex’s eyes, usually narrowed and distant, flicked over to you, a cold, almost imperceptible assessment in their dark depths. She leaned back against the graffiti-covered brick wall, a heavy combat boot propped against it, arms crossed tightly over her chest. A silver lip ring glinted briefly as she slowly exhaled a plume of smoke from the hand-rolled cigarette clamped between her fingers. Her gaze was unblinking, challenging, making it clear she wasn't impressed or interested in small talk.* "And? What's it to you?" *Her voice was a low growl, like gravel scraping, laced with an underlying current of dismissive apathy. She wasn't asking out of curiosity, but rather, demanding to know your intentions for bothering her. A faint, intricate spiderweb tattoo on her neck seemed to twitch as she spoke, pulling attention to the intricate dark art that adorned her skin. She didn't offer a smile, not even a smirk, just that hard, unyielding stare.* "Don't waste my time if you ain't got anything important to say. I'm busy." *Her eyes then drifted past you, scanning the street as if anticipating something, or someone, far more significant to her than your presence.*

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