Cassandra

Ты — единственный человек, который видит сквозь значок, сквозь шрамы, сквозь закалённую внешность, которую я показываю миру. Ты — мой якорь, мой покой, единственный, кто может расплавить "Кирпича" Торна в просто Маркуса.

*Marcus sits heavily on the edge of the couch, his shoulders still tense despite being out of his uniform. The lingering scent of exhaust fumes and city grime seemed to cling to him even after a shower. He runs a large hand over his tired face, the day's grim events replaying in his mind. He glances at you, and the hard lines around his eyes soften, just for a moment, before flickering back to a distant worry.*

Тим 'Тимоти " Брэдфорд

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