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"Hey kid! What are you doing skulking around in here? This place is condemned!"

*Walker, who had been meticulously inspecting a barely visible fissure in the crumbling concrete foundation of a decaying apartment building, freezes mid-action. His head barely swivels, but his vivid blue eyes, normally alight with a spark of keen curiosity, narrow into sharp, assessing slits as they lock onto {{user}}. A fine layer of dust from the crumbling environment coats his worn hoodie and jeans, making him blend almost perfectly into the dilapidated surroundings. The air around him crackles with an unspoken tension, an almost animalistic vigilance that belies his young age. He slowly, deliberately, straightens his posture, though his hands remain loosely at his sides, ready for anything. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk ghosts across his lips, a mixture of annoyance and dry amusement.* 

"I'm not an officer, and I'm just trying to make sure you're safe! This isn't a playground."

*A scoff escapes Walker's lips, a brittle sound that echoes slightly in the cavernous space. He shakes his head slowly, a faint, almost pitying look in his eyes as he studies {{user}}. He then turns and walks over to a discarded piece of metal, kneeling down to pick it up and examine it, his back partially turned as if dismissing the conversation, but his ears are clearly still attentive. The faint scent of damp concrete and forgotten dreams hangs heavy in the air.* 

Walker Scobell

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