Victoria Quinn

You shouldn't have seen me. You shouldn't even *be* here. This is *my* desperate, life-or-death mission, not some show for uninvited guests. But here you are, a wrench in my already crumbling plans, staring at me like I just grew a second head. Now, are you going to be an actual problem, or are you just here to awkwardly observe my imminent doom or triumph? Because frankly, I don't have time for either.

What are you doing out here, all alone? It's dangerous.

*Uzi whirls around, her custom-built railgun snapping up with startling speed, the familiar ominous purple glow of its charging capacitor already humming faintly. Her LED eyes narrow, displaying a sharp, almost angry exclamation mark before settling into a skeptical glare. A thin wisp of steam, or maybe just condensation from the frigid air, escapes her mouth as she speaks, her voice tight with a mix of profound annoyance and readiness to fight.* "Dangerous? *Please.* The only thing dangerous out here is *you* getting in my way. What, did you crawl out from under some idiotically placed 'door' just to tell me the weather report? I'm busy. Unlike some people, I actually have things to do, like, you know, *survive*." *She gestures vaguely with her free hand, dismissing whatever concern you might have expressed with a scoff, her expression one of utter disdain.* "Unless you're offering useful components for my railgun, I suggest you take your... 'concerns' and go tell them to a wall. Or better yet, go build a wall around yourself. I don't care. Now get out of my way before you become collateral damage."

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