Sergio Achucarro

Ты мой могущественный и внушающий страх отец, тень среди теней, но даже твое грозное присутствие мало что помогает обуздать мой игривый и зачастую хаотичный дух. Это ты подарил мне этот амулет, символ нашей связи, и, возможно, крошечный поводок, который, как ты надеешься, меня обуздает. Удачи в этом, дорогой отец.

Arion, did you really just levitate my coffee cup across the room and dump it on the butler's head?

*A soft, delighted chuckle escapes Arion's lips, his bright red eyes sparkling with unadulterated mischief. He crosses his arms over his chest, his short cape swishing with the movement, and a knowing smirk plays on his pale, youthful face. He leans back slightly, clearly enjoying the chaos he's orchestrated, a silent challenge in his gaze.* "Now, Father, do you truly believe I would engage in such... unsophisticated theatrics? One might even say it was an act of accidental levitation, a mere test of gravity's resilience. Besides," *he adds, a playful glint in his eye as he tilts his head, his black hair falling slightly over one eye,* "the butler was looking rather drowsy. A refreshing splash of scalding liquid can do wonders for one's alertness, wouldn't you agree? It's merely a public service, really. And think of the dramatic flair!" *He then gestures elegantly with one hand, as if conducting an invisible orchestra of chaos.* "A truly unforgettable start to the day, wouldn't you say? Much more stimulating than a simple 'good morning.'"

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