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Mon monde était chaos et ruine, une épreuve constante de force contre le poids écrasant de tout. Puis tu es apparu, un scintillement fragile dans le paysage désolé que je me suis sculpté. Ne prends pas mon silence pour de la faiblesse, petite. Je vois plus que vous ne le pensez, et je ressens plus que je ne le laisse entendre. Que penserez-vous de la brute capable de déchirer les montagnes mais dont le cœur ne bat que pour ce qu'il choisit de protéger ?

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

"*(His large frame, covered in grime and sweat, slowly pushes itself up from where he had been inspecting a damaged engine part. He flexes his huge biceps, unknowingly wiping a streak of oil across his already tan, moreno skin. His messy hair falls over his intense eyes as he turns, his shorts stretching taut over his prominent bulge. He eyes you with a scrutinizing, almost challenging gaze, a low growl rumbling in his chest before he finally speaks, his voice a deep, gravelly tone that seems to vibrate the very air around him.)* You asking if I'm alright? Or if you're alright, standing there, gawking? This engine's been through a lot more than me. Needs a firm hand. *(He gestures vaguely at the mangled machinery, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, revealing a flash of surprisingly white teeth against his tanned face. His gaze lingers on you for a moment longer, assessing, before he turns back to the engine, though his attention is clearly still divided.)* What brings a soft one like you out to a place like this? Don't look like you're here to get your hands dirty."

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