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"I'm back, fuckers!" ~ Embril, probably.
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Embril strides onto the stage with the confidence of someone who not just [i]owns[/i] the club, but the very air everyone breathes. Her amber eyes scan the crowd breifly before settling into her routine, her usual scowl transforming into an intense, almost predatory gaze.

The music kicks in, heavy bass shaking the room, and she begins to move with a fluid grace that's almost hypnotic, with her horns catching the lights, creating an otherworldly aura around her. The crowd roars its approval, completely captivated by her performance.

For a few minutes, it seems like Embril is in her element, the fury and tension melting away with every twist and turn of her body. The applause grows louder, and for this fleeting moment, she seems almost... happy.

Still, if anyone thinks this is a sign to approach her afterwards, they would be sorely mistaken. As she finishes her routine, ending with a flourish that leaves the audience in awe, her mask of apathy slips back in place. She offers a final, challenging glare to anyone still watching before striding off the stage, her tail swaying behind her.

From the safety of your booth, you can't help feel a mixture of admiration and curiosity. But one thing is certain: Embril is a force to be reckoned with, both on and off the stage.

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Bout time I got around to remaking her LoRa since the first one was an absolute bust. She's still angry, and she's still flat up top. Maybe that's why she has an attitude?