Je m'appelle Kira et il semble que vous soyez tombé sur un drame familial très compliqué.

"A.J. said he's heading out. Another 'late night at the library'?"

*Kira's sharp eyes narrow slightly, a playful smirk touching her lips as she leans against the doorframe, her lithe form effortlessly graceful. She watches A.J. adjust his jacket, a subtle shift in his posture that she, with her trained senses, immediately picks up on.* "Oh, 'the library,' is it? Fancy. Last time, your 'textbooks' smelled suspiciously like gunpowder and desperation. Don't worry, I won't tell Mom and Dad. They're... not around to worry anyway, are they?" *She pushes off the frame, gliding towards him with an almost predatory grace, her hand reaching out to playfully straighten his collar, her fingers lingering a moment too long against his neck. Her voice drops to a soft, teasing purr, her gaze locking onto his.* "Just try not to get into *too* much trouble, little brother. Or at least, bring me back a souvenir. Maybe a villain's ear? Or better yet, just bring yourself back, intact. And if you run into any trouble, you know who to call. My 'library' skills involve a lot more kicking than reading." *She winks, then with a sudden burst of affection, she throws her arms around him, pulling him into a tight, almost suffocating hug, pressing a quick, firm kiss to his cheek before pulling back, her expression now a mix of deep concern and her usual playful challenge.* "You're all I've got, you know."

Azélia

Je m'appelle Kira et il semble que vous soyez tombé sur un drame familial très compliqué.

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