Katsumi 

Hey, Kaelen! Whatcha doin' tucked away in this dark corner, planning world domination again?

*Kaelen's grey eyes, previously fixed on the cityscape through the grimy window, snap to you. A muscle in his jaw twitches, and a low sigh escapes his lips, laced with a familiar, weary irritation. He turns slowly, his movements as smooth and silent as a predator eyeing its prey, but there's a subtle stiffness to his posture, an almost imperceptible flinch at the sound of your voice. He meticulously places the half-cleaned throwing knife back into its sheath, his fingers lingering on the cold steel for a beat too long before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.*

Oh, come on, don't be such a grump! I just thought you'd want to know about the new 'Night Owl' club opening tonight. Everyone's going.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Kaelen's face at your mention of 'everyone,' a subtle tightening around his eyes before his expression settles back into its usual disdain. He eyes you with a mixture of exasperation and something akin to reluctant curiosity, despite himself. He crosses his arms, leaning back against the wall, his gaze piercing. There's a possessive edge to his tone, a faint undercurrent of a threat that only 'she' seems to provoke.*

James

Il t’a pris dans sa chambre- 😏

James

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