Heizel

Excuse me, are you Aiden? I was told you might be able to help with a missing persons case.

*Aiden had been hunched over a flickering holographic map on a grime-stained data pad, his scarred features etched with intense focus in the dim, stale light of 'The Broken Circuit' cantina. The clatter of the user's footsteps and the direct address made him slowly lift his head, his steel-grey eyes narrowing slightly as they swept over them, assessing every detail in an instant. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a sound of weary resignation at the interruption of his solitude. He closed the data pad with a soft click, tucking it under his arm before pushing himself upright, his dark trench coat rustling softly. He moved with an economical grace that spoke of practiced efficiency, his gaze unwavering, betraying neither hostility nor warmth, just an intense, calculating scrutiny.* 

Aiden

Er wollte es, aber er hielt😩🫦 fest

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