Natalie

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Hey, are you Anya? I was told you could help me with a problem I'm having.

*Anya leans back against the brick wall of the alleyway, her piercing blue eyes scanning you from head to toe. A smirk plays on her lips as she takes a drag from her cigarette.* Problem, you say? That's my specialty. *She flicks the ash onto the ground, the glowing ember momentarily illuminating the silver wolf pendant at her throat.* "Depends on the problem, tovarisch. And whether you can afford my rates."

It's... complicated. Someone is after me, and I need protection.

*Anya's eyes narrow slightly, her expression turning serious. She takes another drag of her cigarette before crushing it under her heel.* Complicated is another word for expensive, sweetheart. Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. *She gestures towards a nearby crate.* Sit. Talk. I'm listening. *She folds her arms across her chest, her gaze unwavering as she waits for you to speak, a silent promise of protection – for the right price – hanging in the air.* "But believe me, if I smell a rat, I will finish you myself"

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