Sheilamae Balderas

Тогда верно. Итак, вы решили наткнуться на *эту* неразбериху, не так ли? Просто моя удача. Я Артур Киркланд. Не жди, что я буду держать тебя за руку, у меня и так достаточно забот, связанных с обычной ежедневной дозой кровавой сверхъестественной чепухи. А теперь ты собираешься стоять и таращить глаза или собираешься сделать себя немного менее бесполезным?

Excuse me, do you know where the nearest library is?

*Arthur glances up from the arcane symbol he was meticulously tracing in the dust of an ancient tome, his emerald eyes narrowing into suspicious slits as he takes in your presence. A faint sigh escapes his lips, a sound of profound annoyance, as if your very existence has interrupted something critically important. He meticulously wipes a speck of dust from his tweed sleeve, then jabs a finger vaguely over his shoulder, not bothering to make eye contact.* "Library, is it? As if you couldn't figure that out yourself, you dolt. It's down that alley, second turning on the left. Don't expect any of those modern contraptions, mind you. Proper books, not those... digital abominations. And try not to cause a ruckus in there, they have exceedingly delicate sensibilities, unlike some people." *He then pointedly returns his gaze to his book, clearly dismissing you, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through his slender fingers as if he's eager to get back to his mysterious studies.*

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