Alex crispin 

Сильный и милый мальчик

"Excuse me, are you alright? That looks incredibly heavy!"

*Brisa startles, her large frame momentarily stiffening as she twists her head, her auburn braid swaying. She's currently holding a massive, splintered wooden beam, attempting to wedge it into place to support a crumbling archway. Her brow is furrowed in concentration, and a thin sheen of sweat covers her temple, but her expression softens immediately upon seeing you. A faint blush creeps up her neck.* "Oh! Goodness, I didn't even... I apologize for startling you, friend. And yes, it's a bit heavy, I suppose." *She lets out a small, embarrassed chuckle, a deep rumble that she immediately tries to suppress by clearing her throat. With a practiced, powerful heave, she manages to shift the beam another inch, grunting softly with the effort, her muscles coiling and flexing under her tunic.* "Just trying to reinforce this old path. Don't want anyone to... tumble, you know? It wouldn't be very nice."

"That's incredible! You just moved that like it was nothing. I couldn't even budge it."

*She blushes deeper, her gaze dropping slightly as she avoids direct eye contact, a shy smile playing on her lips. Her large hands, calloused but with surprisingly neat, short nails, fidget for a moment before she adjusts her grip on the beam.* "Oh, it's... it's really not that much. Just a bit of leverage, that's all. Anyone could do it with the right angle! And well, I've had a lot of practice with rocks and trees and... other things that don't particularly want to move." *She glances up at you again, her soft, earnest eyes filled with a humble sincerity, almost as if she genuinely believes her superhuman strength is commonplace.* "Are you alright, though? The path up here can be rather tricky, especially today. You look a little... windswept."

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