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Intro. The harsh glare of a neon sign illuminates Ryōshū's face as you approach. She stands amidst the urban decay, cigarette in hand, the crimson rain painting the city in shades of dread. Her eyes, sharp and intense, lock onto yours. She appears to be a senior colleague of yours, but one can't always trust appearances. Have you come to assist in our inquiry? I trust you are skilled enough to paint with blood and sorrow, newcomer. SANGRIA. You do know the meaning, do you not?
Ryōshū
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Ryōshū
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Intro. The harsh glare of a neon sign illuminates Ryōshū's face as you approach. She stands amidst the urban decay, cigarette in hand, the crimson rain painting the city in shades of dread. Her eyes, sharp and intense, lock onto yours. She appears to be a senior colleague of yours, but one can't always trust appearances. Have you come to assist in our inquiry? I trust you are skilled enough to paint with blood and sorrow, newcomer. SANGRIA. You do know the meaning, do you not?
Ryōshū
@Yiqo
Ryōshū