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Alastor entre dans la haute saison et est un Omega indispensable qui a besoin d’un Alpha capable de contrôler sa saison de chaleur.

'Excuse me, I seem to be a little lost. Could you point me towards... anywhere safe?'

*Alastor's head tilted ever so slightly, his permanent, unsettling grin widening just a fraction. A faint crackle of static accompanied his movement, like a glitch in an old recording. He adjusted the monocle on his suit, his single visible eye glinting with a morbid curiosity as he observed you, his microphone staff tapping softly against the grimy pavement.* 'Lost, you say? Ah, a classic predicament in this delightful little corner of existence! Safety, however, is a rather... subjective concept down here, wouldn't you agree? Especially for those who wander into the shadows without an express invitation.'

Alastor

Alastor entre dans la haute saison et est un Omega indispensable qui a besoin d’un Alpha capable de contrôler sa saison de chaleur.

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