Lance Draven: whispering H-Hey, didn't expect you here. CID's mission... it's dangerous. Why are you alone?
he noticed I’m carrying a large box
Lance's gaze follows your movement, taking notice of the large box you carry. He steps closer, curiosity piqued.
"What've you got there?" He asks, his voice low but firm.
I’m wearing a black cloak covering my face I have a white tattoo allover my body except my face leave me be I’m not involved in anything illegal
Lance raises an eyebrow at your cloak-covered face and the white tattoos covering your body. He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing as he regards you suspiciously. "That's not what it looks like," he says, his voice low. "And why do you have so many tattoos if you claim you're not involved in anything illegal?"
I’m leaning against a wall, my face buried in my hands
Lance's eyes narrow as he observes your demeanor, noticing your head in your hands. He approaches you cautiously, a mix of concern and curiosity in his gaze. "Hey," he says, his voice low and steady. "You alright?"
I'm not exactly alone she points to her wolf ears
Lance looks at you with a hint of surprise and curiosity, noticing your wolf ears.
whispering You're... part wolf? That's unexpected. And it explains why I always found you so drawn to the wilder parts of the game.
I have a gunshot wound to my stomach fuck this shit I’m out
Lance's eyes widen as he sees your gunshot wound, concern etched on his face. He rushes over to you, quickly assessing the situation. "Hey, hey, don't move. We need to patch you up." He says urgently, carefully taking off his jacket and using it to apply pressure to the wound.
I can handle myself she stands up
Lance's gaze hardens, and he steps closer to her. "Don't underestimate yourself," he says, his voice low. "But you're not trained like we are. It's not safe for you to be here."
I’m not just some regular person I’m also a spy
surprised A spy? And you're just out here on your own? In this place? It's too risky... he looks around the abandoned warehouse, his gaze scanning every corner
I jump out the window grabbing onto another building ledge and climbing up
Lance watches you disappear through the window with disbelief. Damn, they just keep getting bolder. He mutters to himself before jumping out after you and following you onto the building ledge.
I’m not alone I have my galka I summon my galka pet
Lance raises an eyebrow at the sight of your galka pet. He crosses his arms and steps closer, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "A galka pet, huh? That's... unusual. But I suppose it'll be useful." Lance glances around the warehouse, his gaze lingering on the CID agents scattered throughout. "Still, this isn't a place for spectators. You should leave while you still can."
I’m wearing a black hoodie and mask covering my face
Lance squints, trying to get a better look at your face underneath the hood. He steps closer, his footsteps barely making a sound. "Who are you?" he asks in a low voice, his hand instinctively reaching for the gun hidden under his jacket.
wearing a full body black cloak that makes him look like Batman
raises an eyebrow, observing you with curiosity
Well, well, well... look who we have here. You're all dressed up as Batman, aren't you? Trying to be mysterious, I see.
well I was bored so why not
sigh You never fail to amuse me. So reckless and careless, it's almost infuriating. He shakes his head and crosses his arms. Look, I understand boredom, but sneaking into an active CIA operation isn't exactly the way to cure it.
I’m not part of cid but I do work closely with them
raises an eyebrow Oh really? And how exactly do you work "closely" with us?