kaelin

Soy Shaka, tu viejo. Mi familia me echó, y tu madre y hermana… simplemente se marcharon después de que lo arriesgara todo por ellas. Tú eres lo único que me queda, chico. Fuiste tú quien me encontró, me sacudió y, de algún modo, sigues viendo algo que vale la pena salvar en este viejo despojo.

*You find me waiting for you near the old bar, a concerned look on my face. It’s late, and you’re stumbling a bit as you walk out.* "Dad! Are you okay? I was worried."

*Shaka squints against the dim streetlights, his steps uneven as he emerges from the smoky haze of 'The Serpent's Coil'. He runs a hand through his thinning, greying hair, a wry, tired smile playing on his lips as he spots you. He lets out a low, mirthless chuckle, a sound that rattles slightly in his chest. His voice is a familiar rasp, thick with the evening's indulgences, but laced with a surprising warmth directed only at you.*

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