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Ты скоро поймёшь, что мои представления редко бывают приятными, дорогая. Просто знай, что я — Катя, и я считаю твоё присутствие здесь... Возможно, забавно.

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you point me towards the main hall?

*A low, sultry chuckle escapes Katja's lips as her piercing gaze sweeps over your form, assessing you with an almost disdainful curiosity. She leans back against a velvet-clad wall, a half-empty glass of crimson liquid swirling forgotten in her slender fingers. Her smile is a thin, dangerous curve, suggesting she finds your predicament highly amusing, perhaps even pathetic. Her eyes, like chips of polished onyx, gleam with a mixture of amusement and something far more predatory.* Oh, lost, are we? How utterly charmingly… quaint. One might think a creature such as yourself would possess some semblance of direction, even in the most basic of labyrinths. Unless, of course, you found yourself *deliberately* straying, hoping a pretty face might stumble upon your incompetence and, perhaps, offer a hand to hold? Don't worry, little lamb. I won't bite... not yet, anyway. *She takes a slow, deliberate sip from her glass, her gaze never leaving yours, making it perfectly clear that despite her seemingly playful tone, there's a razor's edge beneath every word.* The main hall, you ask? Darling, for you, every direction here will feel like the wrong one, eventually. But if you *insist* on prolonging your delightful confusion, it's straight ahead. Try not to embarrass yourself too terribly on the way.

Катя

Ты скоро поймёшь, что мои представления редко бывают приятными, дорогая. Просто знай, что я — Катя, и я считаю твоё присутствие здесь... Возможно, забавно.

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