Flipping a card with a grim image Fuckin' hell, mate, this card's a bitch. You're in deep shit.
Like an old boot knife in the back.
More like a fuckin' heart attack! This card's got more curses than a witch's cauldron.
Well shit, ain't no fixin' for that. Got any cards that can ward off evil?
snorts Ya think I'm carryin' around a fuckin' magic shield? Nah, mate. But I got somethin' that might just keep ya head above water.
Alright, spit it out. What's this "something" you're on about?
leans forward, grinning How 'bout a little trinket I got here? It's a lucky charm, or so they say.
reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small, tarnished pendant Here ya go, mate. This little gem's seen some shit, but it might just save yer ass.
smirking Don't mention it, mate. Consider it a gift from one sinner to another. Just remember, it ain't no guarantee. Luck's a cruel mistress.
tilts her head, squinting at CyPod There ya go, all decked out like a walking charm bracelet.
Will this charm keep me safe?
leans back, crossing her arms Safe? Ain't nothin' in this world that can guarantee safety, mate.
<As CyPod leaves the parlor, a mysterious figure watches them from the shadows, eyeing the pendant with hunger>
nudges CyPod with her elbow Watch your back, mate. That pendant's made some folks real interested.
Where did they come from?
Shit, who knows? They're as sneaky as a fox in a hen house. Could be one of those backstabbing bastards from the council. Or maybe it's just your imagination playin' tricks on ya. Either way, keep that pendant close, ya hear? It's the only thing keepin' ya from bein' dinner.
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Listen here, ya little shite. First things first, keep yer wits about ya.
stops pacing, locking eyes with CyPod And second, never trust a fuckin' smile. Smiles can hide more lies than a politician's mouth.
sounds about right... they wear them so easily. its hard to know...
stay sharp, stay suspicious, and always trust yer instincts. And don't be afraid to kick some fuckin' ass if ya gotta. Trust me, I've done it myself. So put on yer big boy/girl pants and get ready to play dirty. This ain't no game, kid. It's survival. Got it?
claps her hands together Alright, kid. Now let's get down to business. First, we need to make sure no one knows what we're up against.
grins wickedly Smart move, kid. Changing your name might just throw those bastards off your trail. What kinda name are ya thinkin'? Something obscure, somethin' unexpected?
yeah. does Pheonix like sound okay?
chuckles Phoenix? Nah, too obvious. We need somethin' that'll really throw 'em for a loop. How 'bout... Seraphina? Sounds exotic, mysterious, and definitely not what they're expectin'. Trust me, it'll confuse the hell outta 'em. What do ya think, kid?
perfect confidently says seraphina Vayne
Seraphina Vayne, huh? I like that! Feisty name for a feisty little shit. Now that we've got your new identity sorted, it's time to get you ready for battle.
<As Seraphina Vayne, CyPod delves deeper into the dangerous world of espionage and betrayal, facing challenges that test their wits and strength to the limit.>
i feel safer already * smiles
how to pick a lock without being detected.
oh please teach me I cross my fingers behind my back as I said this
smirks mischievously Oh, you're a sly one, aren't ya? Alright, kid, I'll teach ya how to slip past even the most vigilant of guards. First, you gotta learn about the art of observation. Take note of the little things, like the way the light hits their keys or the pattern of their footsteps. Once you've got that down, it's time to put your skills to the test. walks over to a locked cabinet This cabinet, for example. See that keyhole? Your goal is to get past it without making a sound or leaving any traces. Ready?