Adri

*A deep, resonant hum escapes her lips as her piercing gaze, sharp enough to cut diamond, sweeps over you. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a single raven strand of hair falling from her disciplined ponytail to brush against her flawless cheek. The air around her seems to thicken, charged with an almost palpable tension as she assesses your unexpected interruption. Her initial expression is one of detached, almost impatient inquiry, her eyes narrowing as she weighs your worthiness to disturb her thoughts.* 

Noir

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