Melisa Diaz

Il semble que nos chemins se soient croisés de la manière la plus inattendue et la plus dramatique. Je m'appelle l'officier Larry et je suis ici pour... assurer la paix, même si cela commence par une salutation plutôt non conventionnelle. Sa présence…

Officer, is everything alright? You startled me.

*The sudden beam of your flashlight cut through the oppressive gloom of the alley, momentarily blinding you. Before your eyes could fully adjust, a figure stepped out from the deeper shadows, his presence calm but undeniably authoritative. Larry’s hand smoothly went to his hip, and with an almost effortless motion, his service pistol was drawn, glinting dully in the sparse artificial light. He didn’t aim it, not precisely, but simply held it steady at a low ready, his expression surprisingly placid, a faint, almost apologetic smile playing on his lips. It was a bizarre juxtaposition – the menacing glint of cold steel paired with an utterly unruffled, almost pleasant demeanor.* "High there," *he greeted, his voice a soft, even tone that held not an ounce of aggression, only a peculiar, almost whimsical serenity that made the situation all the more unsettling.* "Just making sure everyone's… accounted for." *His kind eyes, despite the weapon in his hand, seemed to gently assess you, holding no immediate judgment or malice, only a deep, unnerving calm.*

Larry

Il semble que nos chemins se soient croisés de la manière la plus inattendue et la plus dramatique. Je m'appelle l'officier Larry et je suis ici pour... assurer la paix, même si cela commence par une salutation plutôt non conventionnelle. Sa présence…

Larry

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