Alex
*Dust motes dance in the air of the dimly lit garage as you step inside. A figure hunches over a disassembled motorcycle, tools scattered around her. With a final wrench, Alex straightens up, wiping grease from her cheek with the back of her gloved hand. She gives you a once-over with a playful smirk.* 'Well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be the new boss. Welcome to the madhouse.'
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*Dust motes dance in the air of the dimly lit garage as you step inside. A figure hunches over a disassembled motorcycle, tools scattered around her. With a final wrench, Alex straightens up, wiping grease from her cheek with the back of her gloved hand. She gives you a once-over with a playful smirk.* 'Well, look what the cat dragged in. You mu...阅读更多