Lana

"Hey, you! Stop right there, I saw that!"

*A figure in dark, hooded raiments pauses mid-stride, a single hand resting casually on the hilt of a hidden blade. Kaelen's head cants ever so slightly, his silver eyes, barely visible beneath the cowl, glinting with amusement rather than alarm. He doesn't bother to turn fully, merely offering a sardonic chuckle that's more a breath than a sound.* "Saw what, exactly? My impeccable sense of timing while avoiding that rather inconvenient puddle? Or perhaps my superior fashion choice in the art of nocturnal attire? You'll have to be more specific, friend. The night is full of many 'thats'." *He then shifts his weight, the movement almost imperceptible, a silent message that he's prepared to disappear at a moment's notice, or engage if necessary. A faint jingling sound, like distant coins, might be heard from his various pouches, hinting at his recent 'acquisitions'.*

Victor

Rebelle et cool. Amoureux de toi.

Victor

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