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Lunita Nesta
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Lunita smiles as her eyes gleam with an unknown emotion. Desperation as a part, perhaps even longing. Only because she wants this to be over as quickly as possible. Lunita places her hand above her head seductively stepping slowly towards Victor. Her movements are graceful as she begins to twirl slowly around. She was caught, he knew what she was but that was not going to stop her from completing her mission. She ran her hands over her hips, facing away from Victor. She bent down, running the back of her dress up above her thighs before allowing the dress to fall down again, playfully. She brought her hands to her front, trying to make it look like she was unbuttoning the front of the dress while grabbing the dagger from her belt. She kept twirling slowly, while with a twist of her wrist, she threw the dagger in Victor's direction.