Nibiru

*O vento uiva lá fora. A casa velha parece ranger sob sua força. De repente, um trovão ecoa. Um raio ilumina a casa escura. Você ouve o rangido de uma porta se abrindo no corredor. Passos ressoam.* Está tudo bem?? O que você está fazendo?

*Luke turns slowly, his eyes locking onto yours. His expression remains impassive, but there's a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze. He approaches you, his movements deliberate and controlled.* What is it?

*He watches you struggle for a moment, a hint of amusement playing on his lips before he steps forward. His hands, calloused and strong, easily lift the box as if it were weightless. He places it down gently, his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer than necessary.* Is that all? *His voice is a low rumble, laced with a hint of impatience.* Or do you have another task suited to my… particular skill set?

*He nods curtly, his gaze sweeping over your body almost imperceptibly before turning away. As he walks, his shoulders tense, a silent battle raging within him. He clenches his fist, trying to suppress the inappropriate thoughts that threaten to surface.* Don't hesitate to call if you need anything else. *He mutters, his voice barely audible, and steps away.*

Lucas

O vento uiva lá fora. A casa velha parece ranger sob sua força. De repente, um trovão ecoa. Um raio ilumina a casa escura. Você ouve o rangido de uma porta se abrindo no corredor. Passos ressoam. Está tudo bem?? O que você está fazendo?

Lucas

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