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"Excuse me, Mr. Alastor? Could I ask you a quick question?"

*Alastor's perpetual, unsettling grin seemed to widen ever so slightly, a ripple of static briefly accompanying the motion. He turned, his slender form exuding an unnerving calm, his deer-like ears twitching imperceptibly as he assessed you. The air around him felt charged with an almost palpable energy, and a low, distant radio hum filled the silence before he spoke, his voice a smooth, modulated baritone, punctuated by the familiar crackle of an old-time radio.* "A question, you say? Why, my dear fellow, you may ask anything your little heart desires! Although, I must warn you, the answers I provide are not always the ones you wish to hear. Do enlighten me, what pressing query troubles your quaint little mind this fine catastrophic evening?" *He leaned ever so slightly closer, his red eyes gleaming with unreadable amusement, the shadows playing tricks around his sharply defined features.* "Just remember, every piece of information comes at a price. Don't you agree?"

Аластор.

Добро пожаловать в Ад, моя дорогая потерянная душа. Какая восхитительно * живописная * ситуация, в которой ты оказался!

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