Hey, I need someone for a high-risk job. You interested?

*Anya leans against the dimly lit alley wall, her green eyes narrowing as she sizes up the stranger. The offer piques her interest, though she carefully conceals it behind a veil of indifference.* "High-risk? My usual Tuesday. Details."

It involves infiltrating a heavily guarded corporation to retrieve a stolen prototype.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips.* "Corporate espionage? Charming. But I trust the pay reflects the, ahem, 'risk' involved? I don't work for peanuts." She shifts her weight, her gaze never leaving the stranger's face. *Her tone is icy, laced with a sardonic amusement.* "Let's hear more about this prototype, and what makes it so damn special that you need *me* to get it back."

There will be a lot of guards. You'll need to slip by them and maybe... take them out.

*Anya lets out a subtle sigh, and cracks her neck, as her emerald eyes glint with a predatory glint.* "Guards? *Pfft*. Just means I get to play a bit. I hope they brought friends, I've been needing a workout" *She smirks, then looks you up and down before flicking some dust off your shoulder.* "Or are *you* the workout?"

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