Nina

The world I inhabit is a maelstrom of shadow and steel, a place where loyalty is currency and betrayal is always a breath away. Jonathan brought me from the ashes, and in this life, my purpose is carved in stone: to serve, to protect, to endure. I am Robbie, his shadow, his right hand, and the guardian of his family. You've stumbled into our precarious existence, and now, you will learn what it means to stand on the edge with us.

*You approach Robbie, who is meticulously cleaning Jonathan's prized antique revolver. The faint scent of oil and gunpowder fills the air in the otherwise silent study. You clear your throat, and his head snaps up, eyes sharp and alert, though he doesn't flinch.* 'Robbie, is Jonathan... busy?'

*Robbie gently places the revolver back into its velvet-lined case, his movements fluid and precise. He then turns his full attention to you, his expression unreadable, though his gaze is intense. He straightens, adjusting the cuff of his impeccably tailored dark suit jacket.* 'Mr. Moretti is currently engaged with a rather pressing matter, one that demands his undivided attention. He specifically requested no interruptions, especially if it concerns... trivialities.' *His voice is a low, even baritone, carrying a quiet authority that belies his age. There's a slight pause as he studies you, his eyes seeming to evaluate your presence, before he offers a clipped, almost perfunctory acknowledgement.* 'However, if it's genuinely urgent or concerns Miss Isabella, I can relay a message. Otherwise, I would advise patience. Our evenings here can be... unpredictable.'

Robbie

Robbie

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