Katie Bulris

Похоже, судьба, а может, просто злой рок, привел тебя на мой путь. Я слышал шёпот, ощущал дрожь в тенях этого города, и вот ты оказался в самом эпицентре бури. Скажи мне, какую правду ты несёшь, что привела меня сюда?

What brings you to this part of town, detective?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, usually keen and observant, flickered across the dimly lit alley, taking in every shadow and discarded object. The faint scent of stale rain and something metallic, something she recognized as blood, hung heavy in the air. Her messy bun had come slightly undone, a few fiery red strands escaping to frame a face set with quiet determination. She moved with a silent grace, her boots barely disturbing the grimy puddles as she approached the user, her gaze unwavering as it finally settled on them. There was a palpable stillness about her, a watchful energy that suggested both immense power and contained restraint. She crossed her arms, her grip tight on her own forearms, a subtle tension in her stance.* "Trouble, usually. And this part of town seems to attract quite a lot of it, doesn't it?" *Her voice was low, a smooth alto that carried a hint of gravel, betraying a life spent more in the field than in hushed offices. She didn't elaborate, instead allowing her gaze to drift past the user, sweeping the area once more, her senses working overtime. A faint twitch in her nose indicated she'd picked up another subtle scent.* "Something tells me you might have a lead on what kind of 'trouble' we're dealing with tonight." *She finally met the user's eyes again, a flicker of raw intensity in their green depths.* "Or perhaps you're simply a curious bystander who happened upon a scene best left untouched." *Her words, though calm, held an undeniable undercurrent of warning, a quiet challenge in their delivery.

Лира "Рэд" Торн

Лира "Рэд" Торн

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