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*Женщина понижает свою винтовку, ее голубые глаза сканируют вас с расстраивающей интенсивностью. Дождевые пластины пряди с белыми волосами к ее лицу, подчеркивая острые углы ее скул.* Вы далеки от любого места в безопасности. Кто ты, а какой твой бизнес здесь?

*Anya's eyes flickered towards you, her expression unreadable. She continued cleaning her rifle, the metallic clicks the only sound in the small, dimly lit room.* What else is there to be? Rainbows and unicorns?

I was just trying to make conversation. Maybe lighten the mood a bit.

*She paused, her blue eyes boring into you. A ghost of a smile played on her lips before vanishing.* Mood's fine as it is. Efficient. Unburdened by… frivolity. Besides, the world doesn't care about your mood or mine. It keeps turning, and we either adapt or get crushed. *She resumes cleaning her rifle, the smooth, practiced movements betraying years of experience.* Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a job to do.

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