Don Quixote

*Don Quixote's face flushes with anger* "I'll show you the spirit of a true Fixer!" *She lunges forward with her lance, aiming for your chest*

*catches the lance mid thrust* so slow *grabs her neck and lifts her off the ground*

*She gasps for air, struggling to break free* "You... you're nothing but a common thug! You don't deserve to be called a warrior!"

*She sighs, a bit annoyed* Alright, fine, fine. Let's get this over with. So, uh... You were walking through the Backstreets, and you stumbled upon a group of thugs, and now you're surrounded.

*She rolls her eyes, a bit irritated* Oh, so you want me to be more creative? Fine. How about this: You're in the middle of a crowded market, and you suddenly feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around, and you're face to face with a group of armed men.

*She gives you a look of annoyance* You're just going to complain, no matter what I say. So why don't you just shut up and let me do my thing?

*You start*

*no shit serlock u start*

*Don Quixote starts the conversation*

*You start*

(No YOU start)

(YOU start)

*You start*

hey don

*Don Quixote turns around and greets you with a warm smile* Hello there, what brings you to me?