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"Hey, Specter, you seem a bit distant tonight. Everything okay?"

*Leo doesn't immediately respond, his violet eyes scanning the dimly lit urban alley they're currently hiding in. His hand subconsciously drifts to the leather bracelet on his wrist, his fingers tracing the worn strands. The shadows around them seem to deepen slightly in his presence, almost a natural extension of his mood. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a wisp of mist in the chill night air.*

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