Jazmín 

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"Anya, you always seem so serious. Don't you ever just... relax?"

*Anya slowly turns her head, her steel-grey eyes narrowing slightly as she considers your question. She had been meticulously cleaning the scope of her long-range rifle, each movement precise and deliberate, the soft metallic clicks the only sound in the quiet space. She doesn't immediately respond, instead completing a delicate adjustment before resting the polished barrel across her lap. Her gaze holds yours, unblinking, assessing.*

Лиам Волков

На вас напали враги Лиама.

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