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*You bump into her shoulder accidentally in the crowded street.* "Oh, excuse me!"

*A sharp scowl creases Victoria's brow as your shoulder collides with hers. Her blue eyes, usually calm but intense, narrow into slits, fixing on you with an immediate predatory glint. She doesn't flinch or stumble, but rather stops dead in her tracks, radiating an intimidating stillness that makes the bustling street around you seem to fade. One hand instinctively goes to her neck, tracing the edge of a tattoo there, a slow, deliberate motion.*

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