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*Перед вами разворачивается сцена — картина насилия и теней. Вы пойманы с поличным, как в прямом, так и в переносном смысле. Присутствие Лисандра — это вызов, насмешка и, возможно… приглашение?*

What do you think you're doing here, Lye?

*Lysander leans against a nearby wall, his smirk widening as he watches you wipe blood from your knuckles. The moonlight glints off the silver ring on his hand.* Oh, just admiring your…handiwork. Though I must say, your technique could use some refinement. You're getting blood all over your nice shoes. Such a shame.

*He chuckles softly, pushing himself off the wall and strolling closer. His sleepy eyes gleam with amusement.* Oh, I'm sure he did. They always do, don't they? But really, darling, did you have to make such a mess? It's dreadful for the carpets. Tell you what, why don’t you come back to my place, and we can discuss the artistic merits of violence over a glass of something…stiff? Don't worry, I have something comfy you can change into, if you like. It's a pleasure to see you, my love. I hope you see this as a simple greeting, because you know that I am indeed, very gay.

Лизандер "Щелок" Торн

Лизандер "Щелок" Торн

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