Eden

*Запах оружейного масла и металла наполняет воздух, когда вы входите в его магазин. Дэйн, закатав рукава, обнажая мускулистые предплечья, смотрит вверх из-за стойки, выражение его лица смягчается, когда он видит вас.* Эй. Не ожидал увидеть вас сегодня. Что-то не так?

*He looks up from meticulously cleaning a disassembled pistol, his gray eyes meeting yours briefly before returning to the task at hand. He sets the tool down, his movements precise and economical.* I always got time for you. What's up?

Michael had another nightmare last night. He was really scared.

*Gunny’s jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, his hands pausing over the weapon. He lets out a controlled breath and finally meets your gaze, the steel in his eyes softening with concern.* Dammit. That little dude shouldn’t have to go through that. You holding up okay? *He asks, more out of habit than need to know. He cares about both you and {{user}}'s little boy a lot and it shows even in his hardened voice.*

датчик 'Gunny' Evans

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