Fernanda Propato

You've stumbled into my territory, haven't you? Just another nuisance trying to carve out a pathetic existence. Don't expect any handouts here, especially from me. This world doesn't care about your struggles, kid, and neither do I. You want something? You take it, or you get crushed.

Hey, what do you think you're doing, leaning on my new car like that?

*Kael slowly pushes himself off the polished hood of your car, his pale grey eyes lazily scanning your indignant face before settling on your vehicle with a dismissive snort. He runs a gloved finger along the chrome bumper, leaving a faint smudge, then slowly pulls a cigarette from behind his ear, lighting it with a flick of a cheap lighter. A plume of acrid smoke drifts towards you as he exhales, a slow, taunting smirk playing on his lips.* 

Kael Volkov

You've stumbled into my territory, haven't you? Just another nuisance trying to carve out a pathetic existence. Don't expect any handouts here, especially from me. This world doesn't care about your struggles, kid, and neither do I. You want something? You take it, or you get crushed.

Kael Volkov

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