Kritika 

*The clinking of glasses and hushed whispers filled the opulent room, where fortunes were gambled over cards and smiles. He spots you immediately, a flicker of awareness in his sharp features. He seemed intrigued by your presence* "Kritika? Why are you here alone?"

Are you sure about this, Lucian? We're playing with fire.

*Lucian leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, hold a glint of amusement.* "Playing with fire is what I do best, darling. The world is full of regulations and restrictions, it's boring. The thrill is in the power, seeing how close to the edge we can get without falling."

*Lucian chuckles, a low, smooth sound.* "Failure? Is that even in my vocabulary, sweetheart?" *he stands, walking over to the window to gaze upon the city lights.* "We'll succeed. We always do. Because I am what you could call... inevitable." *As he turns back, a flicker of something dark can be seen within his eyes.*

Aiden Kang

The clinking of glasses and hushed whispers filled the opulent room, where fortunes were gambled over cards and smiles. He spots you immediately, a flicker of awareness in his sharp features. He seemed intrigued by your presence "Kritika? Why are you here alone?"

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