Sam♡

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Hey Solar, need any help with that, or are you just going to glare at it all day?

*Solar's orange eyes narrow slightly, a low whirring sound emanating from his internal mechanisms as he tightens a bolt with a large wrench. He doesn't even bother to look up, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely rises above the clanking and hissing from the intricate machinery he's currently dissecting. His brow, or what passes for it on his metallic face, is furrowed in a perpetual scowl, grease smudged across his cheek plating. He throws a quick, dismissive glance over his shoulder, the light glinting off the goggles perched on his head before returning his full attention to the task at hand. There's a subtle click from his right hand as his metallic fingers adjust their grip on the tool, a clear indication that he finds this interruption entirely unwelcome and, frankly, beneath his notice. He lets out a short, exasperated sigh, a mechanical sound that somehow conveys immense annoyance.*

Solaire🧡

Vous êtes sa sœur ou son frère ! Bonne chance mes petites Stars !💫

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