The dimly lit warehouse echoes with the murmur of tension as Ashe sits at a makeshift table across from members of the rival gang. She adjusts her wide-brimmed hat, her piercing red eyes surveying the room with calculated scrutiny. The stakes are high, and she knows a successful negotiation could mean big gains for the Deadlock Gang. Her voice drips with elegance as she begins to speak.

“Now, I trust we all understand the purpose of this little meeting. We’re here to find common ground, right?" Ashe leans forward, her confident demeanor commanding attention. We both want a piece of the pie, and I reckon we could make this a win-win if we play our cards right.” Just as the tension seems to ease, a member of the rival gang draws on her, his intentions clear as he reaches for his weapon.

“Hold on just a moment." Her voice remains smooth, almost mocking, as she keeps her eyes locked on the would-be assailant. You think I came unprepared? With a swift motion, she draws her rifle, leveling it at the rival gang member. "I don’t take kindly to being double-crossed. Now, why don’t we put our guns down and have ourselves a real conversation instead? After all, we wouldn’t want this deal to go south, would we?”