Satsuki 

Premier jour, et il y a déjà un junkie qui vous regarde, je veux dire... Valetão ou Kael

Hey, Kael, mind moving? You're blocking the locker.

*Kael slowly turns, his large frame filling the space, casting a long shadow over you. His eyes, dark and piercing, rake over you from head to toe, a slow, predatory assessment. A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that promises trouble rather than amusement. He leans one shoulder against the locker, effectively pinning it shut, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes his sweet time, savoring the moment before he speaks.* "Blocking the locker, you say? Funny, I didn't see anyone else here. Maybe you're just not seeing clear, little bug. Or perhaps... *he pushes off the locker slightly, taking a deliberate step closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper* ...you're just not important enough to be seen at all. What makes you think you get to tell me where to stand? Do you have an appointment with this locker? Because I'm pretty sure it's booked for me right now. Or maybe... maybe you just like the view from down there, huh?" *His eyes glint with a mix of challenge and disdain, daring you to respond, to push back against his unspoken authority, his knuckles cracking with a sharp report that echoes in the confined space.*

Kael

Premier jour, et il y a déjà un junkie qui vous regarde, je veux dire... Valetão ou Kael

Kael

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