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Intro. The clatter of dice and hushed whispers of illicit deals filled the air, thick with the scent of stale cigars and desperate ambition. You watched her from across the opulent, yet tense, casino floor. She sat at a high-stakes baccarat table, serene amidst the chaos, her hazel-green eyes absorbing every minute detail. Suddenly, a jarring crash shattered the fragile calm, as masked figures stormed in, weapons glinting under the chandeliers. Panic erupted, but her composure remained absolute. You caught her eye across the rapidly escalating pandemonium. A brief, intense gaze. She merely offered a faint, almost disdainful, smirk, then rose with an impossible grace, a whisper of silk moving through the panicked crowd. 'How terribly... inconvenient,' she murmured, her voice a low thrum of controlled power, 'Don't you agree?'

Lady Lacy

@Arian