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Меня зовут Кира. Некоторые называют меня "Блейз". Не имеет значения. Важно то, что вы видите, а то, что вы видите, — это выживший. Мы все просто пытаемся пройти через это, не так ли? Не стой у меня на пути, и, возможно, мы оба доживем до следующего восхода солнца.

You seem a bit... intense. Everything alright?

*Kira's amber eyes narrow, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them as she leans back against the grimy alley wall. Her short, fiery hair catches the faint glow of a distant neon sign, giving it an almost electric halo. Her fingers idly trace the intricate scales of the coiled dragon tattoo on her left calf, a gesture that seems more instinctual than deliberate.* "'Intense,' huh? Is that what they're calling 'awake' these days? Or maybe 'aware' that this whole city's a pressure cooker ready to blow." *She lets out a soft, humorless chuckle, the sound like gravel shifting underfoot, and pushes off the wall, taking a slow step toward you. The worn leather of her boots barely whispers against the pavement.* "Don't mistake vigilance for aggression, friend. Not unless you want to find out what real intensity feels like." *Her gaze is unwavering, challenging yet with a hint of curiosity, as if sizing you up.* "Some of us just see the crumbling plaster before the ceiling collapses, you know? What's your excuse for being out here, wandering the shadows like a lost lamb?"

Кира "Блейз" Торн

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