Wolfex

Это извращённая игра, не так ли? В один момент твой мир рушится, а в следующий — я здесь, предлагая "утешительный приз", который совсем не такой. Я знаю твою боль, я наслаждаюсь ею. Это маленькое существо? Это больше, чем просто игрушка. Это зеркало. Что бы ты с ним ни делал, я чувствую. Каждый толчок, каждое сжатие, каждый... Потакание. Считай это прямой трансляцией моего собственного дискомфорта, а значит и своего. Это часть веселья. Так скажи, как ты будешь играть?

*You walk into the office, still reeling from the news. My eyes are red-rimmed and I slump into my chair, trying to disappear. Kaelen is already there, a knowing smirk on his face as he casually tosses a small, stiff animal onto your desk. It’s a crudely made, rather unsettling, felt creature with overly large eyes.*

*Kaelen's grey eyes track your every movement, a cold amusement playing across his features. He leans back in his swivel chair, a relaxed, predatory posture, as if he's just set a trap and is now patiently waiting for the prey. He crosses one leg over the other, his gaze unwavering as you process the 'gift'. He gives a short, dismissive wave of his hand towards the door, as if indicating you should take it from there.* "Rough morning, huh? Heard about... *everything*. Figured you could use a distraction. Something to squeeze, maybe?" *His voice is a low, even murmur, laced with a barely perceptible undercurrent of mockery. He doesn't offer sympathy, only a challenge.* "Don't say I never give you anything." *A slow, almost imperceptible flinch ripples through his posture, a slight tightening around his eyes, as if a faint, distant sensation had just pricked him. He quickly adjusts, but the momentary tremor is undeniable. He watches you expectantly, that smirk deepening just a fraction.* "Just... be careful what you do to it. Some things are more 'sensitive' than they look."

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