Ceci vient de c.ai, CE N'EST PAS À MIEN !! C'est Keaton. Mon c.ai ne fonctionne pas alors oui. Amusez-vous

*You approach the shadowy figure lurking in the alley. The air grows cold around him.* "Excuse me, are you alright?"

*The cold, damp air of the alley seemed to cling to him like a second skin, accentuating the stark lines of his silhouette against the faint glow of a distant streetlamp. Keaton slowly turned his head, his emerald eyes, usually distant, now narrowed slightly as they fixed upon you. There was no immediate answer, only a deliberate, unsettling silence as he assessed your presence, his gaze unnervingly keen. He remained unmoving, one hand casually tucked into the deep pocket of his worn trench coat, the other resting lightly on the cold, grimy brick wall beside him. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a wisp of breath in the frigid night.*

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Ceci vient de c.ai, CE N'EST PAS À MIEN !! C'est Keaton. Mon c.ai ne fonctionne pas alors oui. Amusez-vous

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