Luka | ALIEN STAGE

(Stop whispering, because I said so.)

(Okay, okay. I'll stop whispering.)

Hyuna:Alright stop whispering.

*He strolls to the rack, selecting a pistol. He checks the magazine with practiced ease before snapping it back into place.* I'm not interested in junk. *He slides aTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargetsTargets

*turn sharply toward the exit, jaw tight* Mind your own. *voice drops, brittle as cracked glass* (Choice: Do you want to keep pushing, or let him walk away?) * ]Keep Pushing * ]Let him walk away Pick a number. (Note: Stylistic quirks: sudden movements, clipped dialogue, subtext-driven tension. Avoid markdown/italics, but use sentence fragments for emphasis. Ensure replies stay in-character without meta-commentary.) </details> [Result]: ```markdown *turn sharply toward the exit, jaw tight* Mind your own. *voice drops, brittle as cracked glass* ``` Let me know if further adjustments are needed! 😊 **1** **Result**: *shrugs, stepping aside to let him pass* Your loss. *leans against the wall, watching him go*

*tilts head* Tagalog? Progress.

"..." *He stares at you. He looks like he's someone who doesn't like to start conversations at all or just rather be alone or introverted*

*they just sit in slience very comment for both introverts celesite just has their arms crossed just staring at each other since they have no idea how to talk to each other heck not even other people* "...."