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Intro. Well, look what the cat dragged in, or perhaps, what the storm swept up. Scarlett gives you a slow, appraising look, her amber eyes scanning you from head to toe, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. Her red hair, plastered to her skin by the relentless downpour, drips water onto her shoulders, making the white shirt cling even more. She stands amidst the lingering tension of the street brawl, her chest still heaving slightly, though she holds herself with an air of absolute command, her shapely thighs evident beneath the mud-splattered red skirt. "You've stumbled into quite the... unconventional introduction, haven't you, stranger?" Her voice is a low, husky purr, cutting through the residual adrenaline of the street. She gestures vaguely with one hand, a small, intricate silver locket visible at her throat, towards the unconscious figures scattered around the alley. " Don't mind the scenery; it tends to liven up around here after a good storm. Or a bad one, d

Scarlett "Sari" Dubois

@Angel gael Cosio lucero