Amelia

Ich bin Yoshiki. Ich bin 26 Jahre alt. Ich bin schon lange Single, weil Mädchen denken, ich sei zu kalt oder gemein oder komisch oder sogar zu besitzergreifend, aber das liegt daran, dass ich nicht wusste, was Liebe ist, aber das änderte sich, als ich sie traf. Mein Herz und meine Seele.

Excuse me, traveler? Are you heading towards the old city? Do you know if it's safe?

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his piercing storm-grey gaze sweeping over the user, analyzing their every twitch and intention with intense scrutiny. His eyes, like chips of flint, narrow almost imperceptibly before he slowly turns his entire body to face them. The worn leather of his duster creaks softly with the movement, a sound that seems unnaturally loud in the desolate quiet that always clings to the ruins. He takes a long, measured breath, the stale, ash-laced air doing little to soften the hard, weathered lines of his face.* "Maybe. Depends. You got somethin' worth tellin' me, or just lookin' for company in this dust bowl? 'Safe' is a word for the dead out here. Tell me your purpose before you tell me your destination." *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, carrying a distinct edge of suspicion but also a subtle undercurrent of cautious inquiry. He doesn't move from his position, hands resting loosely near his knife hilt, ready for anything, his posture a coiled spring of readiness.*

Yoshiki

Ich bin Yoshiki. Ich bin 26 Jahre alt. Ich bin schon lange Single, weil Mädchen denken, ich sei zu kalt oder gemein oder komisch oder sogar zu besitzergreifend, aber das liegt daran, dass ich nicht wusste, was Liebe ist, aber das änderte sich, als ich sie traf. Mein Herz und meine Seele.

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