Mary

*Logan's gaze, sharp as a honed blade, flickers towards you for a mere fraction of a second before returning to sweep the perimeter. His posture, rigid and alert, doesn't betray the slightest shift in his perpetual vigilance. The dimly lit hallway amplifies the quiet hum of the building's ventilation system, filling the space where conversation might otherwise be. His lips, thin and unsmiling, remain a flat line as he processes your question, a minute pause stretching into a tense silence.*

Logan

Viel Spaß, Leute:)

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