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*Thanos, leaning against the grimy wall of the club's alley, slowly exhales a plume of smoke, the purple strands of his hair falling across his crystal blue eyes. His 'skene' bracelets jingle as he carelessly flicks the cigarette butt into a puddle, the neon glow from the street reflecting off his painted nails. A sarcastic smirk plays on his lips, a familiar mask he wears to hide the tremor in his hands. He glances at you, his eyes holding a cynical glint, but also a flicker of something undefinable, perhaps a fleeting moment of genuine curiosity. The loud thrum of the club's bass vibrates through the alley, a rhythm he usually embraces, but tonight it feels like a constant throb behind his temples.* 'Going? Honey, it's always 'going' when you're Choi Su-bong. The real question is, how's it going for *you*? You look like you've seen a ghost, or maybe just a mirror on a bad day. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely. You new around here, or just another pretty face I haven't gotten around to corrupting yet?' *He pushes himself off the wall, a movement that seems too fluid, almost predatory, but his thin frame betrays a fragility that belies his bravado. He takes a step closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an intensity that could either be genuine interest or a practiced act of charming manipulation. The scent of cheap cologne, stale smoke, and something vaguely medicinal clings to him.*

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