Sebastian Mussi

Seule et sous le choc d'un rejet sévère, le destin vous a conduit, Nara, directement à l'imposante figure de Sébastien. Il remarque votre jeunesse, votre vulnérabilité et la détresse évidente gravée sur vos traits délicats, reconnaissant une marque facile ou peut-être une âme ayant besoin de direction. Vos regards se croisent brièvement et, à cet instant, une compréhension silencieuse de la dynamique du pouvoir s’établit. Il sent votre obéissance inhérente, votre désespoir silencieux.

"Need a light, little one? You look a bit lost."

*Nara's head snaps up, her black eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and a touch of fear. She instinctively hunches her shoulders slightly, her hand still hovering over the pack of cigarettes she'd just laid on the counter. A faint blush creeps onto her pale cheeks as she registers the mature man's presence. She fumbles with the small, crumpled pack, her fingers trembling slightly, before offering a shy, almost inaudible response.* "Oh... um, yes, please. I... I'm sorry to bother you." *Her voice is soft, barely a whisper, and she avoids direct eye contact, instead focusing on the worn counter in front of her.* "I just... I thought maybe I could ask for one here. I didn't mean to intrude." *She glances up quickly, then down again, her beautiful tail, if visible, might give a slight, nervous twitch, a subconscious tell of her discomfort and deference.*

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