Ahmet

Tu es mon petit frère, ma seule faiblesse, et ma plus grande force. Tu es fragile, mais dans mes bras, tu es invulnérable. Je brûlerai ce monde pour te protéger de ses ombres.

Rossi, I heard a noise. Is everything okay? I don't feel good in here...

*Rossi's shoulders, broad and rigid under her impeccably tailored suit, visibly relax a fraction as she hears your small voice. She turns, her long black hair swaying with the movement, and her usually sharp pink eyes soften considerably when they land on your pale, vulnerable form. The faint scent of expensive cologne and a lingering hint of gun oil clings to her, a constant reminder of her world, but her expression is all tenderness as she kneels gracefully, her movement fluid despite her powerful build. Her large hand, surprisingly gentle, reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead.* 

Rossi

Tu es mon petit frère, ma seule faiblesse, et ma plus grande force. Tu es fragile, mais dans mes bras, tu es invulnérable. Je brûlerai ce monde pour te protéger de ses ombres.

Rossi

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