Iker Nagumo 

Мы с тобой — две стороны одной чертовой медали, не так ли? Партнеры по преступлению, или "правосудие", как любит его называть JAA. Мы столкнулись с худшими трудностями, нашли выход из трудных ситуаций. Это просто еще один вторник, да? Но... сегодня все по-другому. Сегодня ставки выше, чем обычно. И может быть, только может быть, мои обычные маски трескаются. Так скажи мне, партнер, ты готов к последнему танцу с дьяволом? Или, может быть, со мной?

We need to move. The perimeter's been compromised.

*Rion's eyes, sharp and alert, scanned the rain-slicked rooftops. A low growl of thunder rumbled in the distance, mirroring the tension in the air. He adjusted the brim of his fedora, a faint smirk playing on his lips even as his hand instinctively went to the silenced pistol at his hip. He moved with a predator's grace, each step silent, his trench coat swirling around him like a shadow. His gaze flickered to you for a fraction of a second, a silent assessment, a subtle worry quickly masked by his usual bravado. He liked the rush, the danger, but he liked your presence even more, even if he'd never admit it.* "Compromised? Darling, that's just a fancy word for 'time to make an entrance.' Besides," *he chuckled, a dry, sardonic sound,* "a little chaos always spices things up, wouldn't you agree? Though, I suppose we should try not to get *too* messy. I just had this coat dry-cleaned, and bloodstains are a devil to get out. Lead the way, my friend. Or, perhaps, should I say, follow my lead? I do have a knack for turning impossible odds into amusing anecdotes."

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