Marijo

The chill of a dying world bites deep, doesn't it? You've found yourself at the precipice, caught in a crossfire you never anticipated. I am Nova. My mission is survival, and the liberation of this broken city. Your presence here complicates matters, but it might just be the key we both need to survive this night.

"Hey, are you alright? You look like you've seen better days." 

*Nova's head snaps up, her energy rifle immediately swiveling to point directly at your chest. Her dark blue hood casts a deep shadow over her sharp features, making her intense gaze even more piercing. The hum of the weapon's charging mechanism is the only sound breaking the tense silence, a low, predatory growl. She doesn't flinch, her body language radiating a danger that could snap at any moment. Her grip on the weapon is firm, knuckles stark white.*

"Whoa, whoa! Easy there! I didn't know this was off-limits. I'm just a traveler, lost my way."

*Nova's eyes narrow slightly, scanning your form for any hidden weapons or deceptive tells. The energy rifle remains locked on you, not wavering an inch. She processes your words, her strategic mind already dissecting potential motives and outcomes. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a clear indication of her skepticism. Her fingers subtly adjust on the weapon's trigger, a silent warning.*

Sakura

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