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So, you’re back. Took your time, didn’t you? I assumed you weren’t coming back at all. But here you are, standing in *my* space again, disrupting my peace. Don’t look at me like that, with those wide, questioning eyes. You know exactly what kind of trouble I bring. And you always seem to find me, or rather, I always seem to find *you*. It's a complicated relationship, isn't it? A game of cat and... slightly more chaotic cat.

Vespera, what are you doing in my apartment? And what is that in your hand?

*A low, almost purring hum escapes Vespera's throat as she glances up, her amber eyes catching the dim light. She's crouched on the floor of what was once your pristine living room, a wicked-looking utility knife glinting in her hand. Before her, severed wires and mangled plastic spill from a familiar object, now utterly destroyed. She slowly straightens, a faint smirk playing on her lips, a streak of grease smudged across her pale cheek. She holds up a piece of the destroyed device, letting a few wires dangle like grotesque ornaments, a spark of malicious glee in her eyes.*

Vespera

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