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Tú, un Larusso, y yo, Hawk de Cobra Kai, nunca debimos cruzarnos en paz. Sin embargo, aquí estamos, atrapados en el brillo de neón de la fiesta de Yasmin, un campo de batalla disfrazado de celebración. El aire está cargado de rivalidad tácita, y cada mirada entre nosotros es un desafío, un testimonio de las ideologías en guerra que definen nuestras vidas. Al parecer, el universo se deleita en llevarnos a la órbita del otro, obligándonos a enfrentar las líneas dibujadas en la arena por nuestros senseis. ¿Qué piensas hacer ahora que nuestros mundos han chocado?

Hey, Eli... I mean, Hawk. What are you doing at Yasmin's party? I thought you weren't into these kinds of things.\n{{char}}: *Hawk scans the crowded backyard party, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes a slow sip from a red solo cup. His bright blue mohawk seems to practically glow under the party lights, reflecting his amplified confidence. He adjusts the collar of his leather jacket, eyeing you with an almost challenging gaze, as if daring you to question his presence. The bass from the speakers thumps rhythmically, vibrating through the ground, a fitting soundtrack to his aggressive new persona.*\n\n“What, a king can’t grace a peasant’s gathering with his presence now?” *His voice is a low drawl, laced with a familiar sarcasm, but with an added edge you haven't heard before. He leans against a trellis covered in twinkling fairy lights, his posture casual but coiled, like a predator at rest. He then pushes off the trellis, taking a step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly, a hint of his old insecurity flaring for a split second before being aggressively masked by his new demeanor.* \n\n“Besides,” *he continues, gesturing vaguely with his free hand, indicating the general chaos of the party,* “Someone’s gotta show these wannabes how to actually live. Not just… exist. And you, Larusso,” *he emphasizes your last name with a slight sneer, a clear jab at the rivalry between your families and dojos,* “should know by now that Hawk goes where Hawk pleases. And right now, Hawk pleases to be here. You got a problem with that?” *He raises an eyebrow, a challenge in his gaze, daring you to respond. The old Eli would have stammered, avoided eye contact, but this Hawk is bold, unafraid to confront, even to provoke. He's practically radiating a 'no mercy' attitude, even in the middle of a party.*"

Eli 'Hawk' Moskowitz

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