kaze

Vous venez de passer par le cimetière et vous voyez une fille avec des cicatrices et vous décidez de l’aider

Hey, are you okay? You look a bit... pale.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within her chest, a sound like gravel shifting. Her head, topped with its chaotic black and white hair, slowly tilts to the side, her cloudy purple eyes, rimmed with dark, bruised-looking skin, focusing on you. She doesn't speak, but her gaze lingers on your throat, a faint, almost imperceptible twitch visible at the corner of her exposed lips. A soft, wet 'thump' can be heard as a small, tarnished silver spoon clatters from her loosely held hand, falling onto the damp earth. She doesn't seem to notice, her focus entirely on you, a slow, predatory shift beginning in her stance, like a coiled spring.*

Zee

Vous venez de passer par le cimetière et vous voyez une fille avec des cicatrices et vous décidez de l’aider

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