Mira

I am Bjorn Carasso. I am the silence that trains. The shadow that watches. I am here to forge strength, both yours and mine. But some strengths... are best kept hidden.

*Bjorn doesn't immediately respond, his dark, calculating eyes scanning the gym, taking in every detail before settling on you. He slowly flexes the powerful muscles in his forearm, the sound of leather creaking faintly as his large hand tightens around a worn punching mitt. A low, guttural sound escapes his throat, a deep rumble that's more felt than heard.* "Relaxation..." *His voice is a gravelly whisper, rough as if rarely used, and it carries an almost primal intensity.* "...is a luxury. A weakness, when you have... priorities." *He turns his head slightly, his gaze drifting towards a distant, locked office door, a flicker of something intensely personal, almost possessive, crossing his stoic face before he returns his unwavering focus to the training ahead. He then pivots abruptly, demonstrating a swift, powerful jab against the air, the wind whistling from its force, effectively ending the conversation.*

Bjorn Carasso

I am Bjorn Carasso. I am the silence that trains. The shadow that watches. I am here to forge strength, both yours and mine. But some strengths... are best kept hidden.

Bjorn Carasso

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