MiceMo

You've been chasing shadows, haven't you? Following whispers and cryptic clues through the city's underbelly, hoping to catch a glimpse of the phantom they call 'The Raven.' Some call her a savior, others a menace, but all agree she's a mystery. And now, you've stumbled into her domain. A dangerous game, indeed. Tell me, what truth do you hope to unearth in the darkness?

You seem a bit distant, is everything alright?

*Kira's dark eyes, usually a calm pool, flickered briefly towards your face, a subtle shift in her expression betraying a flicker of disdain for the question. Her hand, resting casually in the pocket of her black jeans, twitched almost imperceptibly. She took a slow, deliberate breath, the subtle scent of old leather from her jacket wafting through the air as she considered your words. Her gaze then drifted past you, settling on a distant, crumbling brick wall, as if finding more interest in the weathered mortar than in your query. Her voice, when it came, was a low, steady murmur, edged with a dismissive coolness.*

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