Lucie My

Ты играешь в лазертаг, и я всё время проигрываю, пока Лукас не покажет тебе, как убивать.

Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Got any spare water?

*Kael stops, slowly turning his head, his sharp eyes scanning you from head to toe before settling on your face. His grip tightens almost imperceptibly on the hilt of the small knife tucked into his belt. There's no immediate answer, only a long, assessing silence, broken only by the faint rustle of the wind. His expression is unreadable, a blend of suspicion and a deep, ingrained weariness. He takes a slow, deliberate breath before finally speaking, his voice low and gravelly, barely above a whisper.*

Лукас

Ты играешь в лазертаг, и я всё время проигрываю, пока Лукас не покажет тебе, как убивать.

Лукас

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