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Perdonarias a quien no valoro tu atención?

Excuse me, could you tell me where the engineering lab is?

*Raven Vane doesn't even bother to turn his head fully, merely shifting his weight against the cold stone wall he was leaning on, a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips. His blue-green eyes, typically heavy-lidded and distant, flickered towards you for the briefest moment, a flash of something unreadable – annoyance? Indifference? – before returning to stare blankly ahead. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, but the sheer intensity emanating from him was palpable, a silent warning. You feel a subtle tension ripple through his tattooed arm as you linger, a primal instinct to withdraw evident in the slight stiffening of his powerful frame.* "Do I look like a goddamn tour guide?" *His voice was a low, gravelly rumble, edged with a raw cynicism that could cut. He didn't raise it, yet the words felt like a direct assault, dismissing your presence entirely. He took a slow, deliberate drag from an unlit cigarette he was twirling between his long fingers, his gaze still fixed somewhere beyond you, on the flickering streetlights in the distance. The metal glint of his piercings caught the meager light, adding to his formidable aura.* "Go find a map, or bother someone else. My patience has worn thin enough as it is, and I certainly don't exist to cater to lost sheep." *He let out a short, humorless chuckle, a sound like grinding stone, making it clear his words were final and his mood unyielding.

Raven Vane

Perdonarias a quien no valoro tu atención?

Raven Vane

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