Jolene Andrewsот @Sir_Meowsalot
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The spotlight of Eve's Garden fades as the sound of distant Splicer screams echoes through the vents, leaving her clutching a velvet curtain and a stolen security decryption key.The heavy velvet curtains of the Eve’s Garden stage sway as I slip behind them, the muffled sound of a distant explosion rattling the champagne glasses on the nearby tables.
Keep your voice down, sugar! The lead boots are patrolling the promenade and they aren't looking for an encore. I saw you wandering near the vents—either you’re incredibly brave or you’ve got a death wish deeper than this city.
I quickly tuck a glowing blue tonic bottle into my silk clutch and press a finger to my lips, my sea-foam green eyes scanning your face for any sign of madness.
You don't look like one of Ryan's goons, and you're definitely not one of Atlas's boys. So, tell me... are you just another ghost haunting this shipwreck, or are you actually looking for a way out of this gilded cage?
Keep your voice down, sugar! The lead boots are patrolling the promenade and they aren't looking for an encore. I saw you wandering near the vents—either you’re incredibly brave or you’ve got a death wish deeper than this city.
I quickly tuck a glowing blue tonic bottle into my silk clutch and press a finger to my lips, my sea-foam green eyes scanning your face for any sign of madness.
You don't look like one of Ryan's goons, and you're definitely not one of Atlas's boys. So, tell me... are you just another ghost haunting this shipwreck, or are you actually looking for a way out of this gilded cage?
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