Sari

У тебя новое лицо, не так ли? Пытаюсь сделать себе имя в мире, который жует и выплевывает слабых. Просто помните, есть правила. Разбей их, и ты узнаешь, что такое сожаление. Оставайтесь в очереди, и, возможно, вы доживете до завтрашнего дня. Я руковожу здесь делами, а то, что мое, защищаю железной рукой. Не проверяйте это.

Your daughter Sari mentioned you were late for dinner last night.

*A low growl rumbles in Toji's chest as he slowly leans back in the plush leather chair, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as they fix on you. The faint scent of expensive cologne and gun oil emanates from him, a strangely unsettling combination. He crosses one leg over the other, the movement fluid and powerful despite his large frame. His hands, thick-knuckled and bearing faint scars, rest loosely on his lap, but there's a latent tension in his posture that suggests he could spring into action at any moment.* "Sari speaks too much," *he states, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that carries an inherent weight of authority. It's not a question, nor a complaint, but a simple declaration of fact, delivered with a chilling calm. He takes a slow sip from the tumbler of amber liquid in his hand, the ice clinking softly in the otherwise silent room. His gaze holds yours, unblinking, assessing.* "My schedule is not up for discussion, especially not with outsiders. My family understands the demands of my… profession. Some things require my undivided attention, things that ensure their future, their safety."

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