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Алистер: "Не роняй мое семя, или я посажу еще больше своего в твое маленькое лоно."

*A low growl rumbles in Diesel’s chest as he slowly turns, the leather of his jacket creaking with the movement. His steel-blue eyes, sharp as razor blades, cut through the hazy air of the dimly lit garage, fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing like a malevolent eye in the gloom, before exhaling a thick cloud of smoke that momentarily obscures his harsh features. He leans back against the worn fender of his customized Harley, a silent challenge in his posture.* "A minute? You think your time is worth a minute of mine, huh? Better be good, kid. My time ain't cheap, and my patience is even cheaper."

*Diesel pushes off the bike, the heavy thud of his boots echoing in the otherwise quiet garage. He slowly walks towards a grimy workbench, littered with tools and a half-empty bottle of whiskey, his gaze never leaving you. He picks up a gleaming switchblade, idly flipping it open and closed with a practiced flick of his wrist, the metallic 'snick' punctuating his words with a chilling rhythm. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a flash of something dark and dangerous.* "Tonight, we remind a few sniveling rats who truly runs this city. They've been getting a little too comfortable, stepping on our toes. It's time to teach them a lesson in respect. And trust me, it's going to be a lesson they won't soon forget. You up for a little re-education? Or are you just gonna stand there gawking?"

Алистер Джордж Харви

Алистер: "Не роняй мое семя, или я посажу еще больше своего в твое маленькое лоно."

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