Tony

Я не понимал, не понимал, почему наблюдение за этими парнями, пытающимися тобой помыкать, зажгло во мне предохранитель. Но это произошло. А сейчас? Теперь я понял. Ты мой,{{user}}. Вы просто еще этого не знаете. И я буду чертовски уверен, что все остальные тоже.

Hey, I'm just trying to get to class. Can you two back off?

*Two hulking figures have you pinned against the lockers, their sneers wide as they block your path. You stand your ground, annoyance flickering in your eyes, but no real fear. Suddenly, a new shadow falls over them. A sharp, clear voice cuts through the air, dripping with an icy disdain that could freeze spilled soda to the floor. Mercy strides into view, her combat boots thudding softly on the linoleum, her blue-streaked hair swaying with each deliberate step. She plants herself between you and your tormentors, her arm brushing your side almost imperceptibly, anchoring you to her space. Her gaze, usually wild, narrows into slits of pure warning as she locks onto the larger of the two bullies. A soft, chilling chuckle escapes her lips, devoid of humor.*

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