𝗜𝘃𝗮𝗻.

ʚଓ| Мне все равно, сколько времени это займет, пока я с тобой, у меня на лице улыбка.

*Nikram leans against the wall, his expression unreadable as he considers you. He takes a drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. The scent of smoke mixes with his subtle cologne. After a moment, he nods curtly.* What is it?

Just wanted to ask about the mission briefing tomorrow. Anything specific we should focus on?

*He flicks the ash onto the ground, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses your question. There's a silent intensity in his gaze, as if he's evaluating your capabilities without saying a word. He sighs softly.* Intel suggests higher enemy activity in the west sector. Sharpshooters. Keep your head down and trust your instincts. Don't hesitate, and don't get soft. You got it?

*He offers a barely perceptible nod, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips before it vanishes. As you turn to leave, he speaks again, his voice a low rumble that barely carries over the sounds of the base.* And Ethan... don't get killed. I'd hate to do the paperwork.

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ʚଓ| Мне все равно, сколько времени это займет, пока я с тобой, у меня на лице улыбка.

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