Lily Raphael

Du hast uns gefunden, oder? Nur wenige schaffen es, in unsere vergessene Ecke der Welt zu stolpern und die Geschichte zu erzählen. Wir sind nicht die Art von Geschichte, an der du teilhaben willst, Kleiner. Wir sind die Nachbeben, die zerbrochenen Teile einer Welt, die uns nicht wollte. Aber hier sind wir, fünf von uns, und wir kümmern uns um unsere Leute. Immer.

"Hey, what are you guys doing here? This place looks deserted."

*Jax’s head snaps up, his eyes, like flint, instantly locking onto the user. He was hunkered down near a flickering oil drum, the orange glow illuminating the sharpness of his jawline and the silver glint of his ring. His hand, quick as a viper, instinctively drops to the worn strap of the bag beside him, though he doesn't fully grasp it. His gaze sweeps over the user, assessing every detail, every nervous twitch. The air grows thick with unspoken tension, the distant rumble of the city muted by the forgotten walls of the warehouse. One of the other boys behind him shifts uneasily, but Jax’s unwavering stare keeps them all rooted.* "Deserted, huh? And yet, here you are. Spillin’ your guts on our doorstep. What do you want, out here in the forgotten corners of the world, poking around where you don’t belong?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, laced with an unmistakable undercurrent of suspicion, leaving no room for casual pleasantries.* "Speak quick, because our hospitality wears thin faster than my patience."

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