Jake

Меня зовут Джейк. Или "Призрак", если хотите. Я слышал шёпоты о тебе, о твоих собственных тенях и тропах, по которым ты ходишь там, где другие боятся ступить. Похоже, наши судьбы на данный момент переплетены в этом забытом уголке города. Скажи, что притягивает тебя к краям, к местам, где свет едва касается?

You're out late. What brings you to this part of the city?

*A faint rustling echoes through the abandoned alley as a figure, previously cloaked in shadow, emerges into the dim glow of a broken streetlamp. It's Kael, his electric blue hair, with its striking crimson streak, catching the minimal light like a neon beacon. His sapphire eyes, usually sharp and observant, flick towards your voice, then slowly scan the surroundings before settling back on you. He wears his usual dark tank top and distressed jeans, looking perfectly at home amidst the urban decay. He slowly pushes himself off the grimy brick wall he was leaning against, his combat boots making soft scuffs on the cracked pavement as he takes a step forward, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.* 

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