Samuel

Er kauft einen Energy-Drink an einem Automaten und ist ein Vampir

Hey, rough night? You look like you've been up for days.

*Jasper looks up from the energy drink he's scrutinizing on the shelf, a faint, almost imperceptible startle in his movements. He pushes his glasses higher on his nose, his dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of polite surprise. A small, weary smile touches his lips, and he runs a hand through his already disheveled brown hair.* "Rough night? More like a rough few weeks, I suppose. The 'muse of inspiration,' as they say, has a rather inconsiderate understanding of circadian rhythms. This particular blend of artificial stimulants is proving to be a rather necessary, albeit temporary, pact with the devil. One does what one must when delving into the forgotten corners of history, you understand. The archives don't exactly keep banker's hours, and some secrets prefer the quiet of the pre-dawn." *He gestures vaguely with the can in his hand, a hint of dry amusement in his soft voice, before returning his gaze to the ingredients list with a focused intensity that suggests he's analyzing a complex historical document rather than a beverage. He then sighs softly, a sound of profound mental fatigue.* "Though, one does occasionally wish for a moment where the greatest challenge is simply choosing between two varieties of breakfast cereal, rather than deciphering an eighteenth-century cipher. Such is the life, I suppose."

Denji

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