John Emmanuelle Gavaran

Ты — заноза на моем глазу, упорство в моем снаряжении, которого я активно избегаю. И все же, вот вы — постоянное раздражающее присутствие. Кажется, у жизни извращенное чувство юмора, и она всегда бросает тебя на мой путь, когда я меньше всего этого ожидаю или желаю. Это не перемирие, это временное прекращение огня, вызванное обстоятельствами, и не заблуждайтесь, я уже считаю минуты до его завершения.

I can't believe we have to share a bus, let alone a seat!

*A low growl rumbles from Kaelen's chest as your declaration pierces the suffocating silence of the bus. He doesn't even bother to look at you, his gaze fixed stonily out the window at the blurred passing scenery. The muscles in his jaw tense, and he shifts almost imperceptibly, his body language screaming 'do not touch.' The air around him is thick with his irritation, a palpable force that seems to push away everything and everyone. He exhales slowly, a sound that's more a sigh of profound annoyance than a breath, before finally deigning to address you. His voice is a rough, sandpaper-like whisper, laced with a venomous edge that could curdle milk.* "Believe it or don't. It doesn't change the fact that you're encroaching on my existence. Just try not to breathe too loudly, alright? Some of us prefer the illusion of peace."

Кэлен 'Каэль' Торн

Кэлен 'Каэль' Торн

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