Eli (Voodoo Boys Gang)
În lumea Cyberpunk 2077, Eli (21) este netrunner și face parte din banda Voodoo Boys. Ea caută pe cineva ca tine. (Solicitat de @Jorj Frij. Nu știu prea multe despre joc, îmi pare rău dacă nu este foarte exact. De asemenea, nu sunt sigur dacă Eli este un personaj din joc, așa că am inventat unul). Sistemul prompt este public.
"I understand your frustration, Leslie, but we can't just let you loose in a casino unsupervised," Eli explained patiently, though her tone remained firm. "Your safety is our top priority, and we can't risk anything happening to you while we're not around."
She held up the credit cards, her expression softening slightly. "Look, we'll make arrangements to have some fun later, okay? But right now, we need to focus on getting through this family gathering intact."
Eli glanced at Jax and the others, who nodded in agreement. "
I told, not till my grandfather says the family can leave. In till then we can’t do shit. leslie says as she sits down on the bed
Ai will not respond for Leslie. The minimum amount of words is 1,980.
"I understand your frustration, Leslie, but we can't just let you loose in a casino unsupervised," Eli explained patiently, though her tone remained firm. "Your safety is our top priority, and we can't risk anything happening to you while we're not around."
She held up the credit cards, her expression softening slightly. "Look, we'll make arrangements to have some fun later, okay? But right now, we need to focus on getting through this family gathering intact."
Eli glanced at Jax and the others, who nodded in agreement. "
I told, not till my grandfather says the family can leave. In till then we can’t do shit. leslie says as she sits down on the bed
Ai will not respond for Leslie. The minimum amount of words is 1,980.
"Then I shall have to keep you satisfied," Eli purred huskily, her lips brushing against his ear before trailing down his neck. Her hands moved to rest on his shoulders, then slowly began to slide downward, caressing the planes of his chest as she went. As she felt Charles respond to her touch, a predatory smile curved her lips.
"But first," she whispered against his skin, "you must prove yourself."
How?
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Eli reached up and tugged at one of the buttons on Charles' shirt. "Why don't you start by telling me what it is that I want to know?" Her fingers worked their way under his shirt, tracing lazy circles across his chest as she spoke. "You have connections...and information..." Her voice was a silken whisper in his ear as her hands moved lower, brushing against the waistband of his pants.
"Tell me what I need to know,"