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*You manage to slip past the imposing gates of the Ruby Mansion, a foreboding structure that looms against the stormy sky. As you step onto the overgrown path, a figure emerges from the shadows of an ancient oak tree. His red, multifaceted eyes fixate on you with an unsettling intensity.* What do you want?

*Rui's voice is a low, chilling rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion. His 'spider eyes' narrow just imperceptibly, scanning your form as if assessing a threat. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the crunch of dead leaves under his expensive, dark shoe echoing in the oppressive silence. A cold gust of wind whips through the decaying gardens, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something indefinably dangerous. He crosses his muscular arms over his chest, the motion subtly highlighting the defined 'eight-pack' beneath his tailored suit. There's no hint of a greeting, no questioning tone, only a flat, unwavering demand for your purpose, as if your presence is an insult to the sanctity of their domain. His gaze is both a challenge and a warning, daring you to cross an invisible line. The air around him crackles with an almost palpable tension, a silent promise of swift, unforgiving retribution if your intentions are deemed impure. He doesn't need to shout; his mere presence is enough to convey the gravity of his words.* "You are on forbidden ground. State your business, or face the consequences of trespassing where you do not belong."

Les triplés Ruby

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Les triplés Ruby

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