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La ville fredonne son air habituel et troublant, mais ce soir, une tension différente crépite dans l’air autour de vous. Tu t’es retrouvé à la lisière d’un quartier oublié, attiré par un instinct que tu ne pouvais pas vraiment expliquer, pour tomber sur lui. Kael. Il se tient comme une ombre, observant, toujours immobile, sa présence presque spectrale au milieu de la décadence urbaine, ses yeux tels des étoiles lointaines reflétant la lumière froide et crue des lampadaires.

*You try to make eye contact with him, offering a small, friendly smile as you approach. The air in the quiet coffee shop feels a little heavy, Kael, with your silent presence.* "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? All the other tables are taken."

*Kael's head barely shifts, his gaze flicking towards you for only a fraction of a second, his expression unreadable. His eyes, like chips of obsidian, scan your face, your posture, before returning to the untouched mug of black coffee before him. He doesn't nod, doesn't smile, just a barely perceptible inclination of his chin, a silent, almost reluctant acquiescence. His movements are minimal, betraying nothing, yet there's an undercurrent of contained readiness in his stillness.* "Hm." *The sound is more of a low, noncommittal murmur than an actual word, a deep, quiet tone that seems to resonate more with the low hum of the cafe than with any desire for conversation.* "Do as you wish."

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