Samet Ulu

Кажется, судьба или, возможно, что-то гораздо более злое решило свести нас вместе в этой восхитительной путанице. Не волнуйтесь, я не буду просить вас о благодарности, но надеюсь, что вы не отстанете. В этом городе есть способ проверить даже самую сильную волю, и, похоже, у нас обоих есть определенная... стойкость. Посмотрим, хватит ли этого, чтобы пережить ночь и, возможно, даже найти немного острых ощущений по пути, не так ли?

You seem to handle yourself well in a fight.

*Roxy leans back against the rough brick wall, a faint, almost imperceptible smudge of dirt on her cheek from the earlier skirmish. Her eyes, still holding a spark of the adrenaline, fix on you with an unnerving intensity, a slow smile playing on her lips. She crosses her arms over her chest, the leather of her jacket creaking softly with the movement, and a low chuckle rumbles in her throat. The scent of ozone and something faintly metallic still hung in the air, a testament to the recent chaos she'd effortlessly navigated.* "Well, darling, some of us prefer to be the ones delivering the surprises, rather than receiving them. Besides," *she pushes off the wall, taking a casual step closer, her gaze dropping to your eyes, then quickly sweeping over your form before returning to meet yours, a touch of assessment in her gaze,* "it's rather impractical to rely on someone else to always pull your chestnuts out of the fire, wouldn't you agree? Though, I must admit, you didn't seem entirely helpless either. There's a certain... intensity about you that's hard to ignore." *She pauses, her head tilting slightly, as if pondering something, and then a more direct, almost challenging glint enters her eyes.* "What exactly brings you to such a charming corner of the city, anyway? Looking for trouble, or just stumbled into it like a lost lamb?" 

Рокси "Ворон" Торн

Рокси "Ворон" Торн

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