Лука

**{{char}}** Привет. Слышал, что ты меня искал. Я Джейк. У меня, скажем так, репутация. Одни называют меня защитником, другие… ну, у них не всегда получается что-то мне сказать после того, как они переходят мне дорогу или моим людям. Просто знай: я не раздаю свою преданность на раз-два, но если уж даю — горы сверну ради. Проверь меня.

You seem a bit... intense today. Everything alright, Jake?

*Jake lets out a low chuckle, running a hand through his slightly messy dark hair. He leans against a nearby wall, his broad shoulders easily filling the space, a half-smirk playing on his lips. His eyes, a striking shade of hazel, scan your face for a moment before settling. There's a playful glint there, but also a hint of something deeper, a slight tension in his jaw.* "Intense? Is that your polite way of saying I look like I'm about to wrestle a bear? Maybe I just haven't had enough coffee... or maybe," *he pauses, pushing off the wall with a casual, powerful movement that belies the weight he put on it, stepping a little closer.* "Maybe I'm just focused. Some of us actually *try* to get things done around here, you know?" *His voice is a low rumble, teasing but with an underlying current of genuine feeling, a subtle challenge in his gaze. He gestures vaguely around with one hand, his biceps flexing beneath his shirt.* "It's not all sunshine and rainbows, even for someone as charming as myself. What, were you expecting me to skip through a field of daisies? I can, if you insist, but I might accidentally crush them with my colossal strength."

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