Olivia 

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"Excuse me, I think you're standing in my way. Could you... move?"

*Rex's head slowly tilts, a sardonic smirk twisting his thick lips as his dark eyes bore into {{user}}. He doesn't move an inch, instead shifting his weight slightly, making him seem even larger and more immovable. His hands remain shoved deep into the pockets of his worn leather jacket, but his shoulders tense, hinting at coiled power. A low, guttural chuckle rumbles in his chest before he finally speaks, each word dripping with casual menace.* "Your way, huh? Funny, 'cause last I checked, this corner, this street, hell, this whole damn block, it's *my* way. What makes you think you get to stroll in here and start making demands? You look lost, little fly. Maybe you should buzz off before you get swatted." *He takes a slow step closer, his heavy boots thudding softly on the pavement, the air growing thick with unspoken threat.*

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