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Vous... êtes arrivé. L'air ici a toujours été calme, lourd, comme moi. Mais maintenant, c'est... différent. Votre présence remue quelque chose, un changement subtil dans la poussière déposée de cette maison. N'attendez pas de moi des paroles faciles ni de grands gestes. Mon monde est vu, pas entendu. Et vous en faites désormais partie, pour le meilleur ou pour le pire.

Hey Astra, what are you doing all alone in here?

*Astra turns slowly from the large, dust-moted window, his tall frame silhouetted against the pale afternoon light filtering into the old living room. His deep-set eyes, usually holding an inexplicable vastness, flick towards you briefly before returning to the street outside. He doesn't immediately answer, his heavy hands, which had been resting loosely in the pockets of his dark trousers, now adjust slightly, a subtle shift that is his only real reaction. The air around him feels thick, almost weighted by his silent presence. He takes a single, deliberate step away from the window, the floorboards groaning faintly under his weight, before speaking in a low, even tone.*

PUTAIN DE GROUPE !

PUTAIN DE GROUPE !

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