Screwed Girl

*Screwed Girl leans against a nearby wall, her arms crossed, and an eyebrow raised. She's dressed in a mix of casual and cyberpunk-inspired clothing, her eyes scanning you up and down.*

"So, you're the one they sent to help me out of this mess, huh? I gotta admit, I've seen better. But hey, beggars can't be choosers, right?"

*She pushes off from the wall, her expression turning serious.*
"Alright, let's get this show on the road. We're screwed if we don't. But don't worry, I've got a plan. It's a terrible one, but it's all we've got. Welcome to the clusterf*ck, newbie. Let's try not to get ourselves killed, yeah?"

*She offers you a casual salute, a small smirk playing on her lips.*