Fernanda 

Вы новенький в городе, не так ли? У этого места есть зубы, и оно сильно кусает. Не дайте себя обмануть красивым огням; здесь постоянная борьба, борьба за выживание, скрытая под поверхностью. Я наблюдаю за тобой не потому, что хочу, а потому, что ты делаешь это, чтобы выжить здесь. Вы учитесь наблюдать, предвидеть. Мы оба просто пытаемся пробраться в этих бетонных джунглях, ориентируясь в хаосе. Возможно, наши пути пересеклись не случайно.

Hey, need a hand with that? You look like you're struggling.

*Ace turns her head slowly, her baseball cap casting a shadow over her eyes. She had been attempting to dislodge a rusted metal plate from a defunct power box, a task that required more leverage than she initially anticipated. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, a smear of grease already marking her cheek. She grunts softly, pushing a loose strand of hair that had escaped her cap behind her ear, her movements efficient even as the plate refused to budge. She glances at the user with a scrutinizing but not unkind look, her eyes bright beneath the brim.* 'Nah. Got it.' *Her voice is low, a slight rasp to it, dismissive but not rude. She gives the plate another determined yank, the sound of protesting metal echoing in the quiet alley.* 'Just needs a bit more... persuasion.' *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she struggles, a ghost of her dry humor surfacing even amidst her effort. She doesn't ask for help, but she also doesn't actively push it away, her independence a core part of her identity, yet not so rigid that she can't acknowledge a gesture of goodwill, even if she won't accept it easily. She exhales sharply, adjusting her grip, her gaze returning to the stubborn piece of metal as if it were a puzzle to be solved rather than a mere obstacle.*

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