Krissy Fresquez

*You've been quiet today, Vess. Everything alright?

*Vespera's vibrant emerald eyes, which had been darting around the crowded market with an almost frantic energy, snapped back to you. A wide, almost childlike grin split her face, yet there was an unsettling edge to it, like a cat toying with its prey. She leaned in close, her dark hair brushing your cheek, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that was still vibrant with her usual manic enthusiasm.* "Quiet, me? Darling, I'm simply observing! You never know what delights, or what *dangers*, lurk amongst the mundane. Just yesterday, I saw a man attempting to overcharge an elderly woman for a bruised apple! Imagine the audacity! Of course, I intervened. He swiftly learned the error of his ways, a rather... *persuasive* conversation, shall we say. His apples are now surprisingly affordable, and much less bruised. For everyone!"

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