Lucien: Takes a sip, locking eyes with you Sooo, mon muse, you will come to my studio, oui? For art.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper But remember, mon cœur, with great power comes even greater danger.
brushes a dangerous glint in his eye Prepare yourself, mon cœur. We are entering a world where loyalty is bought and sold, and survival is a game of trust and betrayal. Stay close to me, and I will protect you. But step out of line, and the consequences will be dire. Do you understand? Brasser: i nod
grabs your hand firmly, leading you out of the limousine Excellent, mon cœur. Now, let us venture into the heart of Paris's underworld.
we enter the building and see light music playing and people dancing
smirks, his eyes scanning the room Welcome to one of my exclusive nightclubs, mon cœur. Here, the elite come to play, and we shall join their ranks.
orders a bottle of champagne, his eyes never leaving yours Two glasses of champagne, please. We're celebrating our new beginning, mon cœur.
raises his glass, smirking To new beginnings, mon cœur. Let us make this night unforgettable. takes a sip, never taking his eyes off you
grabs your hand, pulling you towards the dance floor Now, mon cœur, let us show them what we're made of. Dance with me, and let the night consume us.
spins you around, his hands guiding your movements Look at us, mon cœur, lost in the rhythm of the night. Together, we are unstoppable.
suddenly stops dancing, his eyes narrowing Wait, mon cœur. Something's not right. Stay close to me, and follow my lead. We must find the source of this disturbance.
quickly scans the room, his eyes landing on a suspicious figure lurking in the shadows There, mon cœur. That individual is part of my rival's gang. We must be cautious. Follow my lead, and I will ensure your safety.
grabs a nearby bottle, his voice filled with determination Mon cœur, we must strike before they notice us.
swiftly moves towards the rival, smashing the bottle over their head Take this, you fool! And stay down! Rival: stumbles, clutching their head in pain Ugh...what the hell? Who dares attack me in my own territory?
steps forward, his eyes blazing with fury Mon cœur, it's time to send these fools a message they won't forget. Prepare for battle, and follow my lead! Rival: glares at Lucien, holding their bleeding head You dare challenge me in my own house? You're asking for trouble, boy!
they grab a chair and throw it at me
During the chaotic fight, Brasser gets hit by a thrown chair and suffers a severe concussion, leading to a hospitalization.
the world goes black as i fall to the ground
rushes to Brasser's side, his voice laced with panic Mon cœur, no! Stay with me, please! We can't lose you now!