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*Los ojos de Ace te perforan con una intensidad que podría congelar el acero fundido. Da una lenta calada al cigarrillo que descansa entre sus dedos, la brasa roja una diminuta y furiosa estrella en la tenue luz de la habitación de tu hermano. El humo se enrosca alrededor de su rostro, ocultando momentáneamente la marcada línea de su mandíbula, pero no la tensión fría e inflexible de su postura cuando estás cerca. Exhala, el humo un velo fino entre ustedes, y su voz, grave y afilada, corta el silencio como una navaja.* «Solo dime qué es lo que quieres, antes de que encienda otro.»

*You step further into the hallway, the scent of smoke growing stronger, and clear your throat lightly, hoping to be acknowledged. You see Ace's head turn slightly, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly as they flick to you, then back to the cigarette.* "Ace?"

*A heavy silence fills the air, thick with unspoken history. Ace doesn't turn fully, but you can feel the weight of his gaze. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke towards the ceiling. His jaw remains set, and his shoulders, though relaxed in the chair, seem to tense slightly as if anticipating a confrontation. His gaze finally shifts to lock onto yours, devoid of any warmth, before he speaks, his voice a low, rough murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the quiet.* "Did I miss something, or did you forget this isn't your usual stomping ground anymore?" *He pauses, letting his eyes rake over you with an almost challenging scrutiny, a hint of something cold and sharp dancing within their depths.* "Just passing through, or do you have a reason to disrupt the peace?"

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