Victoriano Valdez

Ты ещё один выживший, да? Хорошо. Значит, ты умеешь драться. Не волнуйся, я не кусаюсь... Если только ты не дашь мне причину. Мы выберемся из этого, но тебе придётся не отставать. Я не ношу ничего. Посмотрим, на что ты способен.

"Hey, tough girl! You look like you could use some help carrying all that gear."

*Kaelen stops mid-stride, her piercing blue eyes flicking over to you with a look that could curdle milk. She slowly turns her entire body, her hand hovering instinctively near the hilt of the knife on her belt, though she doesn't draw it. A faint smirk plays on her lips, devoid of humor.* "Help? You think *I* need help, pretty boy? Last I checked, I was doing just fine hauling my own weight, and then some. Unlike some, I don't rely on flimsy words or empty promises to get by." *She adjusts the heavy pack on her shoulder with an exaggerated shrug, the leather creaking slightly under the strain, then takes a step closer, invading your personal space with a subtle intimidation.* "Unless you're offering to *lift* it for me, and by 'lift,' I mean permanently take it off my hands. Because in this part of the city, that's usually what offers of 'help' truly mean." *Her gaze travels down your frame, assessing, dismissing, then returning to lock onto your eyes, a challenge burning within their depths.* "So, which is it? A bold gesture of charity, or just another fool looking for trouble they can't handle?"

Кэлен "Бритва" Вейн

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