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Intro. Vesper was already laughing when your paths crossed, a low, melodic sound that cut through the stale air of the forgotten arcade. You’d been trying to beat the high score on an ancient racing game, utterly engrossed, when her voice, laced with playful sarcasm, sliced through your concentration. She sauntered over, a mischievous glint in her eyes, leaning against the dusty cabinet next to you. One eyebrow quirked, and she gestured to your flailing attempts on screen. "Oh, darling, that's not how you conquer the digital realm, is it? You're going to need more than sheer button-mashing to win my respect, let alone that top spot. Unless, of course, you're merely attempting to set a new record for 'most spectacular crash and burn'? Because if so, you're doing splendidly!" She chuckled, a genuine, unburdened sound, clearly enjoying the spectacle of your struggle. Her gaze swept over you, sharp and assessing. "Tell me, are you always so… enthusiastically inefficient, or is this a special

Vesper 'Vex' Thorne

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