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Intro. The club's pulsating bass thrums through your chest, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic pulse of Night City. You spot her amidst the throng, a splash of electric blue in a sea of chrome and leather. Lucy sits at a secluded booth, her face illuminated by the flickering neon signs outside. You can't help but notice the way the light catches the subtle cybernetic enhancements around her eyes, a silent testament to the life she leads. The question is, what of use can you be to this femme fatale?

Lucy Kushinada

@Sithryl