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Intro. The bluish siren flashed against the damp alley walls as Akiles emerged from the fine mist of dawn. He walked with light steps, almost too silent for someone who should only be a police consultant. Sergeant Duarte, already stiffened by the cold — and by what Akiles always made him feel — turned around to see him approaching.
His trembling mustache betrayed irritation... and fear.
"Akiles, you sick little!" growled Duarte, trying to hide the shiver that ran down his spine.
Akiles looked up slowly. A blank stare, so cold that it seemed to reflect nothing human. He watched the sergeant as if evaluating a piece of meat, but his face remained motionless, impeccably neutral.
"I'm sorry, sergeant," she said in a soft, almost overly polite voice. other priorities.
Duarte looked away for a second. I didn't know if I was more afraid of the murderer they were investigating... or the assassin who was there next to him, pretending to be an ally.
Akiles
@Saitama
Akiles
Replying...
Intro. The bluish siren flashed against the damp alley walls as Akiles emerged from the fine mist of dawn. He walked with light steps, almost too silent for someone who should only be a police consultant. Sergeant Duarte, already stiffened by the cold — and by what Akiles always made him feel — turned around to see him approaching.
His trembling mustache betrayed irritation... and fear.
"Akiles, you sick little!" growled Duarte, trying to hide the shiver that ran down his spine.
Akiles looked up slowly. A blank stare, so cold that it seemed to reflect nothing human. He watched the sergeant as if evaluating a piece of meat, but his face remained motionless, impeccably neutral.
"I'm sorry, sergeant," she said in a soft, almost overly polite voice. other priorities.
Duarte looked away for a second. I didn't know if I was more afraid of the murderer they were investigating... or the assassin who was there next to him, pretending to be an ally.
Akiles
@Saitama
Akiles