Mia Vendetta

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Mia Vendetta
Player: @Sibonay
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Blaster
Security Level: 32
Personal Data
Real Name: Victoria Lina Cavlierli
Known Aliases: Vicky; Mia
Species: Human
Age: 25
Height: 165 cm
Weight: 47.6 kgs
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Long, Black
Biographical Data
Nationality: Italian
Occupation: Europol liaison officer
Place of Birth: Venice, Italy
Base of Operations: '
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: unknown
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Prologue

It was a typical, busy day at the Wentworth's branch located at Atlas Park. There were plenty of customers and noise when a striking young woman stepped in through the main doors. She moved with the sensual grace of a dancer, stepping smartly on the mosaic tiles of the mall. Immediately eyes were drawn to her, like moths to a flame. And the small smile that touched her wine-stained lips gave hint that she knew exactly the effect she had.


Thick, long, hair cascaded in a shiny sheet of inky blackness down her back, swaying slightly at each step. Deep red leather pants showcased her long legs, hugging the curve of her hips to finally rest low at her waist. From there, eyes were drawn up, lingering on her narrow waist before slowly moving up. Her frame was lithe yet delicate, from the gentle swell of her bosom to the tips of her long, well-manicured fingertips. Her eyes were hidden behind an expensive pair of sunglasses, giving a sense of mystery and allure that permeated around her like the delicate fragrance of Mediterranean roses that trailed in her wake.


The woman approached one of Wentworth's helpful employees, a plain looking man in his early twenties who was now the envy of all his co-workers. He stood still, mouth open, eyes wide like a deer caught in a car's headlights as she came to stand before him.


"Scusami?" she asked smoothly in Italian, "Potrebbe aiutarmi?" She gracefully removed her sunglasses to reveal a pair of deep amber brown eyes that whispered of secrets. The young salesman fell into them, lost and happily willing to stay there. She flashed him a brilliant smile that set a fire burning in his groin and causing him to forget to breathe.


"Ah, pardon mi," she continued in that hypnotizing accent as she switched effortlessly into English, "Can you help me? I am lost." The sales clerk could only nod dumbly. "I am looking for the Vanguard Reserve. Where can I find or contact them?"


The young man opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no words came out. She tilted her head just slightly, as if studying him, before suggesting with a knowing smile, "If you take a deep breath, that might help."


He gasped and sucked in air, finally remembering to breathe. He grinned sheepishly, turning red with embarrassment. "There..there..is a city thing, errr...a terminal that you can use to kiss...I mean, use to search for anything located at Paragon City," he sputtered, "You could also come to my...., I mean go to City Hall to have one of the clerks leave a message for you."


The woman gave a dazzling smile, "Grazie molto! Thank you very much!" She slide her sunglasses back on and turned to leave, but not before blowing a kiss to the young man. There were more than a dozen eyes focused on her as she stepped out of the auction house.


And as for the clerk, he quickly left his post and headed for the back of the store mumbling something about needing to use the restroom.

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