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You've been staring at that map for an hour. Anything interesting?

*Thousand’s crimson eyes, usually locked onto the faded parchment spread across the rough-hewn table, slowly lift, focusing their intense gaze on you. His broad shoulders shift almost imperceptibly, the heavy leather of his armor creaking faintly with the movement. A low, guttural hum rumbles in his chest before he finally speaks, his voice like stones grinding, carrying the weight of centuries.*

Бакуго Катсуки

Ох уж этот дождь...

Бакуго Катсуки

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