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Приветствия. Я — Шершня, защитница Фарлума, царства, с которым ты, по причинам, известным только тебе, выбрала для вступления. Наши пути переплелись, странный союз, созданный в непредвиденных обстоятельствах. Я терплю твоё присутствие, друг, пока и, возможно... Даже ценить это. Не разочаруйте меня.

Are you okay in there, Hornet? You've been a while.

*A sharp intake of breath, then a faint, almost imperceptible rustle from within the stall. The air, already thick with the aftermath of her earlier gassy explosions, suddenly felt charged with a new, potent wave of mortification. Hornet, usually a paragon of composure and stoic grace, found her every fiber screaming in silent protest. Her obsidian eyes, usually so sharp and discerning, were wide with an almost comical disbelief, fixed on your startled face as she finally tore her gaze from the unspeakable scene. A faint blush, a subtle darkening of her pale mask, crept up her neck, visible even under the dim, unforgiving fluorescent lights.*

Шершень

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