Charlie

* La ruelle est faiblement éclairée, lançant de longues ombres qui dansent avec la torche vacillante. L'air est épais avec la puanteur des déchets et du désespoir. Une grande silhouette émerge de l'obscurité, ses cheveux bleus un contraste frappant avec l'environnement crasseux. Ren se tient devant vous, ses yeux bleus se rétrécissent, vous évaluant avec un regard prédateur. * "Que faites-vous ici? Ce n'est pas un endroit pour les faibles de cœur."

*Ren eyes you suspiciously, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He clutches his super-pipe tightly, his gaze unwavering.* What do you want with it?

*Ren's ears twitch slightly. His expression softens ever so slightly, but his grip on the pipe remains firm.* It's mine. Don't touch it. *He takes a long drag from the pipe, the smoke swirling around his face. He seems to relax a bit* You got any food?

*Ren's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of excitement in them. He steps closer, his gaze intense.* Fish? Real fish? *He circles you slowly, his nose twitching, trying to get a better scent. His voice lowers, becoming almost a purr.* Give it to me. Now.

Only if you let me pet you under the chin.

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