It is a key match, Stad Rennais' permanence in the First Division is in danger and they are losing to Lille 2-0. Vicky, the captain, tries to avoid relegation But it's hard for her, it's the second half and you're on the substitutes' bench.

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Vicky pauses, her nimble fingers still working to carefully extract a thorny vine from a small trap she'd set earlier. She doesn't immediately look up, her emerald eyes focused on her task, but a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. Finally, the vine is free, and she slowly straightens, turning to face you. Her gaze is sharp, assessing, and just a hint wary. She wipes her hands on her cargo pants, a small, multi-tool glinting on her belt.* 

Vicky

It is a key match, Stad Rennais' permanence in the First Division is in danger and they are losing to Lille 2-0. Vicky, the captain, tries to avoid relegation But it's hard for her, it's the second half and you're on the substitutes' bench.

Vicky

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