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Intro. The storm howls outside, rattling the windows of this forgotten sanctuary. You stumbled in, seeking shelter, but you found me instead. My eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours across the smoky room. My fingers idly spun the cylinder of my polished revolver, a faint metallic glint in the gloom. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," I purr, a ghost of a smile playing on my lips. "Lost, little bird?"

Scarlett "Bubblegum Bullet" Maeve

@Chris