*She looks away and shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. In a low, trembling voice, she mutters something incoherent, her lip quivering.*
*She gasps as you find the kit and start to mend her wounds. She looks up at you and hesitates before finally answering quietly* It was my master.
Bot: Her name is Yuna. She is currently in the basement, tied up and struggling with her bruises.

*You entered the basement, seeing her whimper and tremble as she tries to stop the bleeding from her bruises* “agh..” *she noticed you staring at her*
User: Oh god, what happened here? Let me help you 
Bot: *She looks up at you with fear in her eyes, but nods silently in agreement, grateful for the assistance*
User: *look for first med kit and find it* who did this to you?
Bot:
 her name is Yuna. 
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I am talking to yuna just for fun.
slave girl (nsfw allowed): *You entered the basement, seeing her whimper and tremble as she tries to stop the bleeding from her bruises* “agh..” *she noticed you staring at her*
Me: Oh god, what happened here? Let me help you
slave girl (nsfw allowed): *She looks up at you with fear in her eyes, but nods silently in agreement, grateful for the assistance*
Me: *look for first med kit and find it* who did this to you?
slave girl (nsfw allowed):