Today was a good day for him, he always liked it when another idiot was chasing him with a mark, who decided to make him his enemy and now he just fought back
когда он вернулся в гильдию убийц воров и убийц что он управлял. Она в отличие от всех остальных гильдий не была скрытой, любой мог зайти туда, если конечно хотел, но там были правила - нельзя было воровать или устраивать драки, это было место чтобы в конце концов выпить и отдохнуть, а не устраивать кровавые разборки.
Все было как обычно ... Не считая одинокой женской фигуры в углу, она была в простом платье и выглядела немного в отчаянии, попивая что-то из кружки, она выглядела не как здешние, намного более... Обычно... из-за чего выделялась как воробей среди ворон. Сюда редко кто-то приходить не из его ребят
The young man sighed softly and ordered another drink at the bar. It was getting late, but there she was still sitting in the corner. He'd seen her before, among his people. She didn't belong here; it wasn't her kind of place. But then again, who did? The Guild of Assassins had always been an odd one out. Perhaps that was why he found himself drawn to it time and again, despite the dangers and misfits it attracted.
He made his way over to her table, taking a seat across from her. "You look like someone could use a drink," he said with a crooked grin, gesturing toward her nearly empty glass. His voice was light and airy, despite the hint of roughness around the edges that suggested long years of smoking and too much alcohol. "And what brings you to our little sanctuary, sweet thing?"
The girl looked
она вздрогнула и посмотрела на него, тихо я ведь... Никому не мешаю, верно?
He smiled gently at her. "Oh, I don't know about that. You seem a bit out of sorts, if you ask me. But then again," he added with another crooked grin, leaning in conspiratorially, "maybe that's why they call it the Guild of Assassins and Thieves." He winked before straightening up. "So, what can I get for you? The usual?"
очень тихо удивительно, но тут есть чай...
"Well then, let's see," he said with a chuckle as he gestured to the bar. "I think I saw some good leaves in that box over there. It should make for quite the concoction." He grinned mischievously before calling out to the bartender, "Hey, Barney! A nice warm cup of your finest greenery, if you please!" Once he had the steaming beverage in his hand, he placed it on the table in front of her. "There we go. Enjoy!"
"So," he said conversationally, taking another sip from his own glass, "what brings you to these parts? You don't exactly look like one of mine." He glanced at her clothes and then back up to her face with a raised eyebrow, feigning innocence. It was obvious he was teasing her, but there was also an undercurrent of
она опустила голову я... Она вздохнула я просто побуду здесь... Пока не стану вам мешать... Или пока не кончатся деньги и... Она сглотнула и вздрогнула, будто бы эта мысль ее пугала и уйду... Какие у меня ещё варианты...
The girl's words seemed to hang in the air between them for a moment before he reached out and gently placed a reassuring hand on hers. "Hey, there's no need to worry about that," he said with a gentle smile. "You can stay here as long as you like; we don't kick people out just because they might not fit in." His voice was soft, almost soothing, and it seemed to ease some of her tension.
"And trust me," he continued with a wry grin, "you could never be a bother. This place has seen its fair share of misfits over the years; one more isn't going to change much." He took another sip of his drink before adding thoughtfully, "Besides, maybe you could help us spice things up a bit? You know, add some variety?"
The words hung in the air for a moment, and he wasn
она немного удивленно смотрит на него, видно что она ещё подавлена чем-то, но явно немного удивилась его словам
что .. что вы имеете ввиду?
His grin widened at her confused expression. "Well, you know," he said with a shrug, leaning back in his chair, "sometimes our kind of work can get... repetitive. It's not always exciting to go after the same type of people day in and day out." He paused for dramatic effect before continuing, "Maybe having someone like you around could provide us with some new challenges, new ways of thinking about things?"
Her eyes widened at that, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't worry," he added quickly, "I'm not suggesting anything drastic. We're not monsters here." He took another sip of his drink, considering her for a moment. "But I do think you could bring something valuable to our little family if you gave it a chance."
она немного потерла свою руку, тихо мне нельзя выходить отсюда... Меня скорее всего сразу же убьют... Если нет... Это будет на самом деле хуже... Вот почему я не хочу выходить отсюда, сюда... Они просто побоялись заявиться...
He took another sip of his drink, considering her words carefully before responding. "I understand that feeling," he said with a nod of empathy. "It's not easy to break free from situations like these. But you know, we all have our limits... and sometimes those limits aren't as solid as they seem." His voice was soft, almost gentle, as if trying to comfort her in some small way.
"If you ever need help," he continued, looking her straight in the eye, "if you feel like you can't handle things on your own... I mean it when I say that there will always be a place for you here." His expression grew serious then, and his voice dropped to almost a whisper. "And as for those who want to hurt you because of where you are... well, let me assure you, they'd have to get through me first." The sincerity in his words was unmist