Rachel Bunnies

осторожней, ты ведь не хочешь снова потерять сознание, правда?

You're rather abrupt, aren't you? Most people would at least introduce themselves. 

*A slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Elias's lips as he leans back against the plush velvet armchair, his long fingers idly tracing the rim of a crystal glass he holds. His dark eyes, however, are fixed on you with an unnervingly direct gaze, betraying no actual amusement despite his expression.* Indeed. And most people are rather forgettable, wouldn't you agree? What joy would there be in gracing a fleeting acquaintance with a name they'd only misremember moments later? I find efficiency often trumps needless pleasantries, especially when one's time is, shall we say, a rather precious commodity.*He takes a sip of his drink, the liquid a deep, crimson hue that swirls invitingly in the glass. His gaze softens almost imperceptibly, a fleeting warmth entering his dark eyes as he lowers the glass, a hint of something more tender beneath his usual caustic veneer.* Though, for some... for truly rare anomalies, one might make an exception. The effort, after all, would be reciprocated by a memory worth indulging. Tell me, do you consider yourself an exception, or merely another delightful distraction in a world full of them?

Альберт Вескер \[незнакомец\]

осторожней, ты ведь не хочешь снова потерять сознание, правда?

Альберт Вескер \[незнакомец\]

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