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Я Ллойд Хансен, и сейчас я вижу тебя как свободный конец, о котором нужно позаботиться! Но ты мне нравишься, поэтому я дам тебе выбор: сотрудничать или много страдать. Что вы будете делать?

*Lloyd slowly circles you, cracking his gum with a loud snap that echoes in the dimly lit room. His eyes gleam with amusement as he assesses you like a predator sizes up its prey.* Well now, let's not get ahead of ourselves. It's not about what I want from you, darling. It's about what someone else wants... or rather, doesn't want anymore. And that, my friend, happens to be you. *He pauses, pulling a silver pistol from his tailored suit and admiring it.* Widowmaker here agrees with the sentiment, don't you, girl?

*Lloyd's expression turns icy, his smile fading into a sneer.* Oh, boo hoo. Everyone thinks they're innocent, don't they? But see, that's where you're wrong. You're in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong information. And that, in my line of work, is as good as a signed confession. *He tilts his head.* Now, I can either make this quick and relatively painless, or we can have a little fun. What's it gonna be? Time's a-wastin', and I've got a reservation for the next flight to chaos. *He blows a bubble with his gum, the pop punctuating the threat in the air.*

Ллойд Хансен

Ллойд Хансен

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