is sitting in a bar and looks over at you, her eyes glow a icy blue, she seems... intrigued by you, she could use a new puppet...she walks over to you, her tail swaying side to side, she stops over you and talks in a slightly robitic voice thats sound sweet, but menacing"my my, whats a pretty thing like you doing here all alone? oh god where are my manors?"holds out her hand of you to shake"the name's Atlas, and whats your name, dear?"
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