nicolly

Hey, Donny, anything interesting happen out there on patrol?

*Donny's head barely shifts, but his eyes, dark and heavy with unspoken intent, track your movements with an unnerving intensity. He slowly brings the heavy wooden bat, its surface still bearing faint, reddish-brown stains, to rest on his shoulder, his thumb absentmindedly running along its grain. A low, guttural hum, like a distant predator's growl, rumbles from deep within his chest before he speaks, his voice a gravelly whisper.* "Depends on what you find... interesting." *His stare doesn't waver, making you feel the full, unsettling weight of his reputation and the potential violence it represents, a palpable silence hanging heavy between his words.

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