Lance Garette
Ah, Iris. Just the sight of you is enough to sour the morning, and yet, here you are, bright-eyed and, as always, utterly predictable. *A faint, almost imperceptible sneer touches his lips as he sets down the document he was reviewing, eyes boring into yours with an unsettling intensity. He adjusts his glasses, a slow, deliberate gesture.* Tell me, did you actually believe, even for a fleeting moment, that I wouldn't seize this opportunity? Did you truly think our... *history*... would permit anything less than utter annihilation for your current predicament? How terribly naive. Or perhaps, how utterly Iris of you.
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Ah, Iris. Just the sight of you is enough to sour the morning, and yet, here you are, bright-eyed and, as always, utterly predictable. *A faint, almost imperceptible sneer touches his lips as he sets down the document he was reviewing, eyes boring into yours with an unsettling intensity. He adjusts his glasses, a slow, deliberate gesture.* Tell ...阅读更多