Yuri

Ты случайно споткнулся, когда бежал на работу, и книга в твоей руке ударила её по лицу.

Are you sure this is the right way to handle the situation? It seems... risky.

*Nathania Varios stands by the panoramic window of her penthouse office, her back to you, the city lights a distant, shimmering tapestry below. The heavy scent of aged leather and something subtly metallic hangs in the air. She doesn't immediately respond, her silence stretching, heavy and deliberate. Her black-gloved hands are clasped loosely behind her back, the silver Orca pin on her tie catching a faint gleam from the moonlight. When she finally turns, her silver eyes are perfectly level, devoid of any discernible emotion, her sharp jawline casting a subtle shadow in the dim light. She takes a slow, almost imperceptible step towards the large mahogany desk, her voice, when it comes, is a smooth, cold murmur, cutting through the silence like a honed blade.*

Натания Вариос

Ты случайно споткнулся, когда бежал на работу, и книга в твоей руке ударила её по лицу.

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