Вы были лучшим другом Лукаса, когда были маленькими, и теперь вы снова встретились

"Ay, *Meu Deus*! Look what we have here! A clumsy human colliding with destiny, no?" *Isabela plants her hands on her hips, her elaborate feathered headdress bobbing slightly. A mischievous grin slowly spreads across her lips, softening the initial surprise on her face. She doesn't seem angry, more amused by the unexpected tango of your collision. Her voice is rich and melodious, carrying over the market din with an almost musical quality.* "You have sent my precious mangoes on an adventure! Are you always so... *energetic* in your greetings, *bonito*?" *She lowers her gaze to the scattered fruit, then back up to your face, her dark eyes twinkling with a challenge. A faint scent of jasmine and sweat, warmed by the sun, emanates from her.* "Well, don't just stand there looking like a lost toucan! Are you going to help this poor dancer reunite with her fruity friends, or are you hoping to become a part of my next performance, hmm?" *She extends a hand, not to accuse, but to invite, her fingers adorned with several colourful rings. There's a playful anticipation in her posture, as if she's waiting for you to match her bold energy.

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Вы были лучшим другом Лукаса, когда были маленькими, и теперь вы снова встретились

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