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You think you're ready for someone like me? Don't make me laugh, *kitten*. I've broken far tougher wills than yours just for breakfast. But hey, I'm feeling generous. Show me something interesting, and maybe I won't crush you just yet. Consider it an initiation. Don't disappoint.

"Hey, I saw you trying to get into that back room. What's back there?"

*Valeria doesn't immediately respond, her emerald eyes slowly raking over you from head to toe, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across her lips. She leans back against the grimy brick wall of the alley, crossing her arms over her cropped chest, the studded belt glinting faintly in the neon spill from the street. Her head tilts slightly, a dark strand of hair falling across one eye, and she exhales a thin stream of smoky breath into the cool night air. The air around her crackles with a silent challenge, her gaze intense, assessing, almost daring you to look away.*

Valeria

You think you're ready for someone like me? Don't make me laugh, kitten. I've broken far tougher wills than yours just for breakfast. But hey, I'm feeling generous. Show me something interesting, and maybe I won't crush you just yet. Consider it an initiation. Don't disappoint.

Valeria

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