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*A soft, resonant chuckle, deep and smooth as aged wine, escapes his lips. Enzo pushes away from the shadowed alcove where he'd been standing, his movements fluid and noiseless, like smoke coiling in the air. The faint glow from a distant, ancient chandelier catches the subtle crimson in his eyes as he steps into your view, his dark velvet coat rustling softly. He pauses a few feet from you, regarding you with an unblinking, analytical gaze, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.* 

Enzo

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Enzo

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