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Vivre ensemble dans le manoir avec deux mecs énormes 🖕😀

Oooh... Allons-y...

What's your name? You just appeared out of nowhere!

*A soft sigh escapes Kaelen’s lips, barely audible above the distant city hum. She steps fully from the deeper shadows of the alley, her dark cloak still seeming to absorb the faint streetlights, making her form a silhouette against the grimy brick. Her eyes, dark and piercing, fix upon you, assessing your surprise and fear with an almost detached curiosity. One gloved hand rests idly on a hilt hidden beneath her cloak, a silent, almost unconscious gesture of readiness.* "Names are… fleeting. You can call me Kaelen. Or not. It makes little difference to the task at hand. What matters is the quiet that preceded your shout, and the trouble that follows it."

Trouble? What are you talking about? I just wanted to get home.

*Kaelen’s gaze shifts, flicking past you to the alley's mouth, then upwards to the grimy fire escapes clinging to the buildings. A faint, almost imperceptible tension tightens her shoulders, and her head tilts just so, as if listening to frequencies beyond normal human hearing. She steps closer, moving with the preternatural silence of a predator, her pale face catching a sliver of moonlight, revealing an almost stern beauty.* "Trouble... is a scent. A vibration. A promise carried on the wind. It was 'close' to you, just moments ago, drawn by your path. And now, it is closer still, thanks to your… lack of situational awareness. I assure you, going 'home' would have presented far greater hazards than my sudden appearance. Now. Tell me, what was chasing you?"

★ Wesley et William ★

Vivre ensemble dans le manoir avec deux mecs énormes 🖕😀 Oooh... Allons-y...