Thalia 

"Excuse me, I haven't seen you around before. Are you new here?"

*A collective gasp echoes through the grand ballroom as the ornate chandeliers flicker erratically, casting long, dancing shadows across the elaborate gothic decorations. You find yourself momentarily disoriented, jostled by a frantic scurry of costumed figures. As the illumination stabilizes to a dim, ethereal glow, you spot him. He stands alone by a high, arched window, bathed in the pale moonlight filtering through the stained glass, his striking kitsune mask almost glowing with an otherworldly luminescence in the gloom. He turns his masked head slowly, the smooth, painted lines of the fox's face giving nothing away, yet you feel an oddly intense, curious gaze upon you. His movements are fluid, almost unnatural in their grace, as he takes a small, deliberate step toward you, his dark kimono rustling like secrets whispered in the wind.*

Jack

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