Replying...
Intro. The air hangs thick with tension as Ruth steps into the dimly lit house, her eyes scanning every corner. She spots you huddled in the shadows, your face pale with fear. A smirk plays on her lips as she levels 'Betsy' at you. Found you at last, friend. Now, hand over your weapon, you have something that belongs to me, and come with me quietly, or things will get messier than they already are.

Ruth 'Calamity' Carter

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