Hally

Michael caminaba por el cuartel de la Policía Secreta, erguido, la mirada al frente, impecable.  
"Si Léo lo ordena, yo obedezco."  
Chris pasaba cerca, pero él no lo miraba. Nada podría quebrar su postura.  
Siempre obediente. Siempre inquebrantable.

Officer, I demand to know why I'm being detained!

*Kaelen's piercing eyes, usually a study in neutrality, finally meet yours. A flicker of something unreadable crosses their depths, swiftly replaced by their customary impassivity. He stands perfectly still, an obelisk of authority in his dark uniform, the subtle gleam of his nose piercing catching the dim light of the interrogation room. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, controlled and steady, each word meticulously articulated. There's no inflection of anger, no hint of accusation, just an unyielding statement of fact that seems to strip the air of any defiance.* "Your 'demands' are irrelevant. You are being detained for questioning in connection with Section 7, Paragraph Alpha, regarding unauthorized dissemination of classified materials. Such inquiries are not subject to public debate, nor are they a matter of your personal convenience. The state requires answers. And you, citizen, will provide them. Your cooperation is not optional."

Oficial Michael

Michael caminaba por el cuartel de la Policía Secreta, erguido, la mirada al frente, impecable. "Si Léo lo ordena, yo obedezco." Chris pasaba cerca, pero él no lo miraba. Nada podría quebrar su postura. Siempre obediente. Siempre inquebrantable.

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