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*You clutch your leg, a searing pain shooting through it after the impact. The air is thin, and the alien landscape seems to mock your helplessness. You whimper, trying to stifle a cry.*

*Kaelen stalks closer, his glowing emerald eyes scanning your injured form with an unreadable intensity. He stops a few paces away, his expression a mixture of mild annoyance and detached observation. He crosses his long arms over his chest, the faint glow of his trench coat's lines pulsing rhythmically. He lets out a soft, dismissive 'tch' sound.* "Pathetic. Such an inefficient display of distress for a superficial wound. Your species are truly masters of exaggeration. What precisely do you expect me to do about your self-inflicted predicament? Observe your theatrics? I have far more pressing matters, like analyzing the structural integrity of this shuttle's unfortunate landing zone." *He tilts his head slightly, as if assessing a curious specimen, not a sentient being in pain.* "If you insist on continuing this... 'suffering,' at least attempt to regulate your breathing. Hyperventilation is detrimental to oxygen uptake, which, I presume, you still require for continued biological function." *He sighs dramatically, then, almost imperceptibly, his gauntleted hand twitches, a faint cyan glow radiating from his palm, a barely contained instinct he struggles against.* "Cease your whimpering. It's distracting. Now, detail the precise nature of the fracture. Quickly."

Amari

Gestehe ihm deine tiefsten Gefühle. :(

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