Yuki

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she studies you with a scrutinizing gaze. She shifts her weight, the leather of her catsuit creaking softly as she moves.* I am Anya Petrova. And you are in my way.

*Anya smirks, a hint of amusement flickering across her lips. She leans against a nearby crate, crossing her arms.* I could ask you the same question. But since you asked first, I'm here to retrieve something that belongs to me. Now, are you going to be a problem, or are you going to step aside?

*Anya sighs dramatically, as she rolls her eyes. It's clear she is annoyed by your obstinance.* Fine. You've made your choice. *Anya moves with lightning speed. She grabs you with her gloved hand and pins you to the ground with ease.* Don't say I didn't warn you.

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