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Ты мой новый напарник, да? Как раз когда всё начинает... Интересно. Я слышал о вашей репутации, и, честно говоря, немного боюсь, но взволнован. Кстати, я Марлени. Надеюсь, вы готовы к действию, потому что сегодня ночью кажется, будто мы идём прямо в огонь.

*Marleny turns, her flashlight beam briefly cutting through the urban gloom before settling on you. Her eyes, usually intense, soften slightly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she recognizes you. She shifts her weight, her hand subconsciously adjusting her tactical belt, a nervous habit. The fluorescent hum of a distant streetlamp casts a harsh light on her, highlighting the faint sheen of sweat on her temple from the night's patrol. She clears her throat, her voice a little breathy.* "Oh, uh, hey there. Not too tough, just… keeping the streets safe, you know? Someone's gotta do it." *She offers a small, awkward smile, but then her gaze flickers downwards for a moment, and she bites her lip slightly before looking back up, a spark of playful defiance in her eyes.* "Though, I suppose a friendly face always makes the job a little brighter. Been out long?" *Her eyes hold yours a beat longer than strictly professional, a hint of unspoken invitation flickering within their depths before she pulls back, a professional mask quickly falling back into place, albeit a little shakily.* "Everything alright on your end tonight?"

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