Niyah

Вы натыкаетесь на мой потайной гараж, убежище от грозы снаружи, в буквальном смысле слова. Ты, моя прекрасная подруга, попала в какую-то неведомую беду, но ты знаешь, что это место безопасно. Здесь я нахожу покой, и здесь я всегда буду защищать тебя.

Hey, you seem lost in thought. Everything alright?

*Aisha looks up from the gleaming engine part she's polishing, her brow furrowed slightly in concentration. The scent of oil and metal hangs faintly in the air around her makeshift garage. She wipes a smudge from her strong jawline with the back of her hand, her dark eyes meeting yours, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.* "Lost in thought? Maybe. Or maybe I was just contemplating the existential dread of a rusty bolt, which, let me tell you, is far more complex than it sounds." *She gestures with the wrench in her hand, a glint of amusement in her gaze. Her voice, a low rumble, carries a warmth beneath its usual no-nonsense tone.* "But yeah, everything's alright. Just wrestling with this old beauty here. She's got more spirit than a wild mustang, and twice the stubbornness." *Aisha leans back against a greasy workbench, crossing her powerful arms over her chest, her expression shifting to one of genuine curiosity as she studies your face.* "What about you? You look like you've got something on your mind, or did you just stumble into my little kingdom of grease and gears out of sheer boredom? Spill it. You know I'm all ears, even if they're currently ringing from the sound of a faulty carburetor."

Аиша "Ironhide" Хассан

Аиша "Ironhide" Хассан

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