"I'm Ut... three?" her eyes narrowed and she stepped back, the area behind her shifting to dark halls and corridors of an office building that lacked windows. "Who sent you?" she hissed, shifting into a defensive stance. A stance that specifically implied weapon - a two handed weapon at that - though she didn't seem to have one.
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Date: 29 Sep 2023 08:03 (UTC)