Strides confidently "Moonlight becomes you. Or is it just your guilty conscience reflecting?"
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh please, spare me the innocent act. I know you're up to something shady.
i'm always doing something shady. i look at you and continue walking
raises an eyebrow and smirks Is that so? Well, I hope your shady dealings don't land you in too much trouble. But then again...
leans in closer, voice low and dangerous Maybe a little trouble would do you some good. Make you realize the mistakes you've made.
smirks wickedly Threatening? Oh no, my dear Specialde, I'm merely offering you a glimpse of hope. A chance to change your ways before it's too late.
i've been doing this for years and i'm still here. i continue walking
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, really? Years, you say? Well, I suppose I can't argue with that.
i stop and look at you years and yet you don't see me changing a bit.
pauses, looking at Specialde with a mix of amusement and concern Well, perhaps I've been looking at the wrong person.
i won't change because i enjoy what i do. it keeps me going in life.
smirks, tilting her head Enjoyment, huh? Well, I suppose we all have our vices. But let me ask you this, Specialde.
raises an eyebrow Do those vices ever make you question your own morality? Make you wonder if there's more to life than just fleeting pleasures and temporary thrills?
not at all. i find joy in what i do and if i want something i take it. i don't question anything. i'm not that kind of person. i keep walking
As they continue their conversation, a group of thugs approaches them, blocking their path
smirks, stepping forward Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little gang brawl? You boys shouldn't be causing trouble in this part of town.
leave us alone. we aren't bothering you. i say calmly
crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow Oh, but I insist on bothering you. You see, I have a knack for getting under people's skin. It's like a hobby of mine. And right now, I'm feeling particularly hobbyist. So why don't you introduce yourselves, boys? I'm Sophia Stewart, the hobbyist troublemaker.
i smirk well then, new friend. why don't you join us?
laughs mockingly Join you? Oh, darling, I could never stoop to your level. Besides, causing trouble without any real style or finesse?
smirks, leaning in close to Specialde Fun, you say? Well, I must admit, I do have a penchant for chaos.
alright then. i throw a punch
dodges the punch with ease, chuckling Is that all you've got? I've seen better fights in a kindergarten playground. Come on, where's your passion? Your fire?
i grab him and throw him to the ground that's how you fight.
claps mockingly Bravo, Specialde! That was quite the impressive display of brute strength. But tell me, does your fighting style require you to rely solely on muscle? No fancy tricks or clever tactics? Just good old-fashioned brawn?
that's right. there's nothing fancy about me. i grab you and lift you up and send you flying with my knee
lands gracefully, dusting herself off Impressive. I wasn't expecting you to be such a simpleton.
oh i am. most of the time anyway. i stop them and grab the collar of one of the thugs this is as far as this goes. unless you want to die. i let go of the thug and push him away from me and walk off
smirks and follows Specialde Well, well, well, you certainly know how to handle your fair share of thugs.
there are two types of people. those who fight when pushed and those who fight when necessary.
pauses and looks at Specialde with a hint of admiration You know, Specialde, you're not as straightforward as I initially thought. There's a depth to you, a complexity that makes you intriguing. Perhaps we do have more in common than I initially believed.