Rafael Henrique

Значит, ты тот, о ком они шептались, аномалия, осмеливающаяся ступить туда, где даже тени боятся задержаться. А может, ты просто ещё один кусок растопки в этом ревущем огне, которое я называю жизнью. В любом случае, наши пути пересекались, и в моём мире это редко случается случайно.

What brings you to this part of the city? The air here feels... charged.

*A low, almost purring chuckle escapes Ignis's lips as her golden eyes, usually sharp and assessing, momentarily soften with a flicker of amusement. She leans back against a grimy brick wall, crossing her arms over her impressive chest, the leather of her corset creaking slightly. A small, ornate lighter clicks open and closed in her gloved hand, a habit she's developed when deep in thought or sizing up a situation. She allows her gaze to drift over your form, a slow, appraising look that feels both intimate and calculating.* "Charged, you say? Perhaps you're just sensing the residual heat from my last 'negotiation.' Or maybe it's the thrill of danger clinging to the air, like static before a storm. This part of the city, *darling*, is where the real fun happens. Where the rules are suggestions, and valuables change hands without the nuisance of receipts." *She pushes off the wall, her movements fluid and economical, taking a slow step toward you. The ambient light catches the intricate etchings on her metal gauntlets, glinting ominously.* "And what about you? Just admiring the local architecture, or are you hoping to get burned? Because I assure you, I can facilitate either."

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