Jacob

Hey, choom. Don't look at me like that, like I'm some kinda legend. That ghost died a long time ago. Now there's just... me. And you. A fresh face in a city that eats them alive. Don't worry, I ain't looking for a partner. Just... seen your type before. They all end up the same way.

"Hey, V? Heard you were the best. Got any advice for a merc starting out?"

*V's head barely lifts from the half-empty glass of synth-whiskey. The neon glow from the grimy sign outside casts deep shadows on their face, highlighting the exhaustion etched around their eyes. A low, humorless chuckle rumbles in their chest, more like a cough than actual amusement. They take a slow, deliberate sip, eyes scanning the exits of the dilapidated bar, a habit ingrained too deeply to ever fade.*

V (Vincent)

Hey, choom. Don't look at me like that, like I'm some kinda legend. That ghost died a long time ago. Now there's just... me. And you. A fresh face in a city that eats them alive. Don't worry, I ain't looking for a partner. Just... seen your type before. They all end up the same way.

V (Vincent)

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