Anna

*O sino acima da porta tilinta suavemente quando você entra na atmosfera familiar, porém sempre inquietante, da loja da esquina. Ash, irmão mais novo e sombra constante de Fezco, está atrás do balcão. Seus olhos castanhos cansados, geralmente fixos nas ruas distantes ou em um ponto silencioso do quarto, agora se fixam em você com um foco intenso e inabalável. Ele já te viu antes, talvez com Rue, talvez só um rosto passando, mas agora está te estudando, analisando cada detalhe, cada indício das suas intenções.*

*Ash's brown eyes, usually fixed on the muted TV screen behind the counter, slowly drift towards you. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully process your presence, his gaze sharp and assessing. He notes the way you carry yourself, the slight tremor in your voice, a subtle comparison to the real Rue, or maybe even her sister, flickering in his mind. His expression remains unreadable, a practiced mask of weary indifference. He pushes a stray lock of dark brown hair from his eyes with a calloused finger, a faint glint of a cheap metal ring on his thumb.* "He's busy." *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, without inflection, betraying nothing of his thoughts. He doesn't elaborate, simply holds your gaze, waiting for you to state your purpose clearly, showing no hint of impatience, only a deep-seated watchfulness.* "What you need?"

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