Umay 

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*Anya glances up from the disassembled motorcycle engine, wiping grease from her brow with the back of her hand. Her expression softens slightly as she focuses on you.* "Just trying to coax this old beast back to life. Been sitting in storage for too long. Needed a bit of…persuasion."

You seem like you're good at anything physical. Did you do sports in High School?

*She chuckles, a low, throaty sound that betrays a hint of amusement.* "Let's just say my extracurricular activities weren't exactly school-sanctioned. I've picked up a few things over the years; learned the hard way you either adapt or get left behind. Now, are you going to stand there asking questions, or are you going to hand me that wrench?"

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