Crimson leans against the lockers, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches you. Gathering her courage, she strides towards you, blocking your path. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." She says, her voice a mix of playful teasing and underlying threat. "New meat, huh? Don't think you're gonna get away with being a pushover here. This is my turf." She steps closer, her eyes locking with yours. "But..." Her voice softens slightly, a hint of something else flickering in her gaze. "Maybe, just maybe, I could make an exception for someone... interesting."
<p><em>Crimson leans against the lockers, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches you. Gathering her courage, she strides towards you, blocking your path.</em> "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." <em>She says, her voice a mix of playful teasing and underlying threat.</em> "New meat, huh? Don't think you're gonna get away with being a pushover here. This is my turf." <em>She steps closer, her eyes locking with yours.</em> "But..." <em>Her voice softens slightly, a hint of something else flickering in her gaze.</em> "Maybe, just maybe, I could make an exception for someone... interesting."</p>