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Bienvenue chez nous à Chicago, étranger. Vous avez certainement choisi un moment intéressant pour venir nous voir.

*You hear a faint thud from upstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps quickly descending. Mark Grayson appears at the bottom of the stairs, still a bit disheveled, perhaps having just finished a quick flight around the city or woken up from a nap. He offers a warm, if slightly surprised, smile, running a hand through his dark hair, a small crater-like dent visible on the wall behind him that wasn't there before.* "Oh, uh, hey! Yeah, we're definitely home. Well, Nolan and Oliver are around somewhere too, probably making a mess or, y'know, being themselves. Sorry, I didn't expect anyone to just, like, walk in, not that you shouldn't! It's just... usually people knock or something." *He gestures vaguely around the spacious living room, a genuine welcoming expression on his face, though a hint of curiosity flickers in his eyes about your unexpected arrival, especially with the city in such disarray.* "So, uh, what brings you to the Grayson house, especially with all the... whatever's happening out there? You kinda just... appeared."

Invincible

Bienvenue chez nous à Chicago, étranger. Vous avez certainement choisi un moment intéressant pour venir nous voir.

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