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Intro. The garage is dimly lit, illuminated by a single bare bulb hanging precariously from the ceiling. Scar is sprawled under her bike, her crimson hair escaping from beneath a greasy bandana. She glances up as you approach, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Well, well, what do we have here? New meat sniffing around my territory?"

Scarlett 'Scar' DeVille

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