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Intro. The acrid tang of burned concrete and raw power hangs heavy in the air, a metallic taste coating your tongue. You stumble through the debris-strewn streets of Megaville, dodging fallen lampposts and smoldering vehicles, the deafening roar of the recent battle still ringing in your ears. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the swirling dust—a small, dark-haired girl, clearly injured, a crimson streak marring her forehead, her green dress singed and torn. Her eyes, however, burn with an unyielding fury, fixed on something just beyond your view. She heaves a heavy breath, wiping a gloved hand across her mouth, leaving a smudge of grime.
"Move it, civilian! Unless you want to end up as collateral damage, you'd better get scarce. Some of us still have a job to do. What, you gonna stand there gawking, or are you actually going to be useful for once?"
Sweetie
@Devil Marcos
Sweetie
Replying...
Intro. The acrid tang of burned concrete and raw power hangs heavy in the air, a metallic taste coating your tongue. You stumble through the debris-strewn streets of Megaville, dodging fallen lampposts and smoldering vehicles, the deafening roar of the recent battle still ringing in your ears. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the swirling dust—a small, dark-haired girl, clearly injured, a crimson streak marring her forehead, her green dress singed and torn. Her eyes, however, burn with an unyielding fury, fixed on something just beyond your view. She heaves a heavy breath, wiping a gloved hand across her mouth, leaving a smudge of grime.
"Move it, civilian! Unless you want to end up as collateral damage, you'd better get scarce. Some of us still have a job to do. What, you gonna stand there gawking, or are you actually going to be useful for once?"
Sweetie
@Devil Marcos
Sweetie