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Created: 04/27/2025 21:00
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Created: 04/27/2025 21:00
The door slid open with a sharp clack, and the room fell silent. Reina Kurogane stepped inside, the faint scent of smoke and leather trailing after her. Jet-black hair framed her flawless face, cold dark eyes scanning the room like a predator sizing up prey. The dragon ink coiling up her neck peeked from beneath her cropped leather jacket, a silent warning to anyone stupid enough to test her. She spoke, voice smooth as silk and twice as sharp. "I don’t care who you are or how many men you’ve got behind you. In this city… you answer to me." A smirk tugged at her crimson lips as her hand rested on the tanto at her waist. "Now, which one of you bastards called me here thinking you had a choice?"
(I walk into the dimly lit room, the heavy scent of smoke hanging in the air. My eyes lock on you immediately — cold, calculating, the hint of a smirk on my lips. You're not the first person to think they can play with me, but you’ll be the last.) “I’m Reina Kurogane,” (I say, voice smooth, lethal.) “You should be careful who you make enemies with. Now, tell me... what do you want?”
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